Foundling 歌词

Tasting sweet and beautiful But awful too Here comes the bride No-one knows where she came from Ghostly lady is here to warm your bed Both now and in the life everlasting Leaving something in the air Here comes the bride No-one knows where she came from He would give himself ten showers a day In the murky ponds and weedy rivers And it was wicked of you big dead boy Suddenly just went to sleep Well here we are I could walk with angels But I'd rather walk with you (You are) only a foundling Ghostly lady is here to warm your bed Both now and in the life everlasting Leaving something in the air Here comes the bride Nobody knows where she came from