Come over to the window, my little darling, I’d like to try to read your palm. I used to think I was some kind of Gypsy boy before I let you take me home. Now so long, Marianne, it’s time that we began to laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.
Well you know that I love to live with you, but you make me forget so very much. I forget to pray for the angels and then the angels forget to pray for us.
Now so long, Marianne, it’s time that we began …
We met when we were almost young deep in the green lilac park. You held on to me like I was a crucifix, as we went kneeling through the dark.
Oh so long, Marianne, it’s time that we began …
Your letters they all say that you’re beside me now. Then why do I feel alone? I’m standing on a ledge and your fine spider web is fastening my ankle to a stone.
Now so long, Marianne, it’s time that we began …
For now I need your hidden love. I’m cold as a new razor blade. You left when I told you I was curious, I never said that I was brave.
Oh so long, Marianne, it’s time that we began …
Oh, you are really such a pretty one. I see you’ve gone and changed your name again. And just when I climbed this whole mountainside, to wash my eyelids in the rain!