Getting dressed and bunker bound,
Shuffling through the heather.
Neighbours drop their flowers down and worry about the weather.
Every night I'm floating over you my love,
Every night I dream I'm under you.
All of the smiling men with sweaty hands delivering with those(willows'?) pensions,
Wont you please except our sympathy into all three dimensions.
Every night I'm floating over you my love,
Every night I'm drifting under you.
Don't want to think about my last cigarette,
Don't want to focus on the curve of your thigh,
Don't want to slip along a white silhouette,
I don't think this is a very sensible way to die.
Lonely lonely lonely, ooh ahh
Lonely lonely lonely, yeah yeah
Lonely lonely lonely, ohh ahh
Lonely lonely lonely, LONELY!
Every night I'm floating over you my love,
Every night I dream I'm under you.
Well I'm alter bound and under dressed
Just slightly out of order.
Hanging on the fringe of daylight.
Soft and pitchy border.
Every night I'm floating over you my love,
Every night I'm slipping under you.
Every night I'm floating over you my love,
Every night I'm dream I'm under you.
Lonely lonely lonely...ohh I'm so lonely.