BOY GEORGE - Il Adore lyrics

rate me

Mother clutches the head of her dying son

Anger and tears, so many things to feel

Sensitive boy, good with his hands

Noone mentions the unmentionable, but everybody understands

Here in this cold white room

Tied up to these machines

It's hard to imagine him as he used to be

Laughing screaming tumbling queen

Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen

Whirling swirling never blue

How could you go and die, what a lonely thing to do

Silence equals death, this is what they say

But the anger and the tears do not take the pain away

How far must it go, how near must it be

Before it touches you, before it touches me

Here in this cold white room

Tied up to these machines

It's hard to imagine life as it used to be

Laughing screaming tumbling queen

Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen

Whirling swirling never blue

How could you go and die, what a lonely thing to do

Did you ever ask those strangers what they're looking for?

Did they laugh and tell you they're not really sure?

You were hurt by love but still you came right back for more

Il adore, il adore, il adore

Thanks Mum