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I've Returned

 

I've Returned

(album: Sweets From A Stranger - 1982)


I've returned
I've returned
I've returned

Last night I played the drunken fiddle
Disabled love with a word of dribble
On and on about some jumbled subject
I said your friends were a bunch of muppets

I said your sister should've grown a moustache
Said you didn't need to take off your mask
Down the staircase I made my stagger
I left you crying but it didn't matter

So I sat inside my car in wonder
A headache in my head like the thunder
I chewed my nails like a guilty victim
I couldn't see or feel the night or nothing

I wanted to explain, but oh so desperate
Love was like it was some despot
Then I don't remember who said what
When on a stack of paper I placed my pen

And when I woke up in the morning
Beside you in the bed
My mouth was full of nothing
My arms around your head

I don't know how I got there
But I didn't wanna check
Now back between each other
We're salvaging our wreck
Now I've returned

You throw my jigsaw all over the floor
We're at the deepest deep
I thought our love had died forever
But it just went to sleep

I've returned
I've returned
I've returned
I've returned

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