Song | Mary's Waltz |
Artist | Over the Rhine |
Album | Amateur Shortwave Radio |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
There was a blind girl with braids and a black dress | |
Lived next to me i could tell you the address | |
I saw her climb out her window one midnight | |
In to the oak tree scared sacred with moonlight | |
See Mary dance with the light on her shoulders | |
She has a secret, like a lover discovers her | |
Guardian angel with limbs white as lambs wool | |
Expensive perfume on her feet | |
Blind Mary taught me how eyes can make pictures | |
I showed her mine and then she showed me all hers | |
You have to close them she whispered a warning | |
Be sure to open them before it’s morning | |
See how we dance with the light on our shoulders | |
We have a secret like lovers discovering | |
Guardian angels with limbs white as lambs wool | |
Expensive perfume on our feet | |
Mary fell ill on a night in December | |
And how they tried then to cool down her fever | |
But she lay so still like a child in a manger | |
While I closed my eyes tight and prayed for a savior | |
Let Mary dance with the light on her shoulders | |
Tell her a secret and let her discover her | |
Guardian angel with limbs white as lambs wool | |
Expensive perfume on his feet |
There was a blind girl with braids and a black dress | |
Lived next to me i could tell you the address | |
I saw her climb out her window one midnight | |
In to the oak tree scared sacred with moonlight | |
See Mary dance with the light on her shoulders | |
She has a secret, like a lover discovers her | |
Guardian angel with limbs white as lambs wool | |
Expensive perfume on her feet | |
Blind Mary taught me how eyes can make pictures | |
I showed her mine and then she showed me all hers | |
You have to close them she whispered a warning | |
Be sure to open them before it' s morning | |
See how we dance with the light on our shoulders | |
We have a secret like lovers discovering | |
Guardian angels with limbs white as lambs wool | |
Expensive perfume on our feet | |
Mary fell ill on a night in December | |
And how they tried then to cool down her fever | |
But she lay so still like a child in a manger | |
While I closed my eyes tight and prayed for a savior | |
Let Mary dance with the light on her shoulders | |
Tell her a secret and let her discover her | |
Guardian angel with limbs white as lambs wool | |
Expensive perfume on his feet |
There was a blind girl with braids and a black dress | |
Lived next to me i could tell you the address | |
I saw her climb out her window one midnight | |
In to the oak tree scared sacred with moonlight | |
See Mary dance with the light on her shoulders | |
She has a secret, like a lover discovers her | |
Guardian angel with limbs white as lambs wool | |
Expensive perfume on her feet | |
Blind Mary taught me how eyes can make pictures | |
I showed her mine and then she showed me all hers | |
You have to close them she whispered a warning | |
Be sure to open them before it' s morning | |
See how we dance with the light on our shoulders | |
We have a secret like lovers discovering | |
Guardian angels with limbs white as lambs wool | |
Expensive perfume on our feet | |
Mary fell ill on a night in December | |
And how they tried then to cool down her fever | |
But she lay so still like a child in a manger | |
While I closed my eyes tight and prayed for a savior | |
Let Mary dance with the light on her shoulders | |
Tell her a secret and let her discover her | |
Guardian angel with limbs white as lambs wool | |
Expensive perfume on his feet |