Talls trees, red knees, yellow leaves
These grass blades grow right through me
<i>Je suis la nuit magnifique</i>
Given the chance I'd still pick you
Your pale blue frame wet with dew
You and me had our issues
You needed more than I could supply
I know it's not right to lie
But I find that as long as I lie we're fine
And the night can pass by and I can go
September looms on a hill
This wheel chair's wheels they squeak still
Even after all the oil
We stop this globe from spinning
The morning bells from ringing
Now all that's left's the breathing
You needed more than I could supply
I know it's not right to lie
But I find that as long as I lie, we're fine
And the night can pass on by and I can go
You needed more than I could supply
I know it's not nice to lie
But I find that as long as I lie, we're fine
And the night can pass on by and I can...
All right, I know it's not nice to lie
But I find that as long as I lie, we're fine
And the night can pass on by and I can go