It was snowing
Vanity's a fishermans hat and a blue tattoo
One is always two
A wooden balcony
Facing a small street and is lined with a million houses
That blow away when the wind comes to
Sing a louder tune
Come sing a louder tune
5 am when i'm not this hunchback that you see
I sleep beneath the golden hill
It was raining
Vanity's a leather belt and a bare feet
Two is always one
She said baby
I've got the desert under my toenail
But the nights are absolutely stunning
Sing a louder tune
Come sing a louder tune
5 am when i'm not this hunchback that you see
I sleep beneath the golden hill
Why must you go
Wandering my honey
On your own
Do you believe that it's possible for us
To throw of the mask of custom and manners
That insulate man from man
And converse in naked honesty and frankness
Why must you go
Wandering my honey
On your own
5 am when i'm not this hunchback that you see
I sleep beneath the golden hill