The Lilac کے بول

Left here for the road and came on back You say: Come with me baby, we'll be alright Follow through a field with old lilac You say: Lay with me, baby, I’ll be your bed and back The needle in my hand is coming down Drilling through my chest, but it's oil they found Washing over me, then drying out Hoping for a heart, but it's coal that they found Holding out your hand, I seem to fall You say: Come with me baby, I’ll take you home Heavy through my breath, you're holding on You say: Don't worry, baby, I won't let go The needle in my hand is coming down Drilling through my chest, but it's oil they found Washing over me, then drying out Hoping for a heart, but it's coal that they found Oh, oh-ho-ho Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, ho Oh, oh-ho You dropped me for a cold and bitter hand If I just had you, baby, I'd be alright