Myriam

Why is it always you, that makes it seem, you'll never ring the Blues, cold weather animals live alone, they don't know disease, always know where to roam, even if the wind blows cruel, it won't stop your dreams, everyone sheds a few, come over here dead slow, scream on bended knee, nothing beats a loving tone, sing when you've had a few, now is just our history, you always bring good news, even on days you 'phone, you're never creepy, forget you're not at home, laugh the way you do, it's never just the sea, no desert frightens you, or makes you believe.