Pj Harvey. Catherine. Zeneszám

Catherine De Barra, you've murdered my thinkin'
I gave you my heart, you left the thing stinkin'
I'd shake from your spell if it weren't for my drinkin'
The wind bites more bitter with each light of mornin'

I envy the road, the ground you tread under
I envy the wind, your hair ridin' over
I envy the pillow your head rests and slumbers
I envy to murderous, envy your lover

'Til the light shines on me
I damn to hell, every second you breath
'Til the light shines on me
I damn to hell, every second you breath

I envy the road, the ground you tread under
I envy the wind, your hair ridin' over
I envy the pillow your head rests and slumbers
I envy to murderous, envy your lover

'Til the light shines on me
I damn to hell, every second you breath
'Til the light shines on me
I damn to hell, every second you breath

'Til the light shines on me
I damn to hell, every second you breath
'Til the light shines on me

Oh, my Catherine
For your eyes smilin'
And your mouth singin'
With time, I'd have won you
Within while, I'd have won you

For your eyes smilin'
For your mouth singin'
With time, I'd have won you

Oh, my Catherine
Within while, I'd have won you
Within while, I'd have won you