Mathilde Santing
Mathilde Santing - Bad News From Home lyrics
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High on a cliff in the County Mayo Staring down at the rocks and the sea below I can hear the church bells ring I can hear the choir I remember the night she left I drove to the station in the pouring rain Sat all night behind my big iron desk The oil on the water made a rainbow At the end of this bone white gravel road They both lie sleeping on their feather bed And their hair's as black as the sky at night But her eyes are grey like the moon You can run but you can't hide You can run but you can't hide You said you loved me but I know you lied You said you loved me but I know you lied