Mathilde Santing - Bad News From Home lyrics

rate me

High on a cliff in the County Mayo

Staring down at the rocks

And the sea below

I can hear the church bells ring

I can hear the choir

I remember the night she left

I drove to the station in the pouring rain

Sat all night behind my big iron desk

The oil on the water made a rainbow

At the end of this bone white gravel road

They both lie sleeping on their feather bed

And their hair's as black as the sky at night

But her eyes are grey like the moon

You can run but you can't hide

You can run but you can't hide

You said you loved me but I know you lied

You said you loved me but I know

You lied