Play me Old King Cole
That I may join with you,
All your hearts now seem so far from me
It hardly seems to matter now.
And the nurse will tell you lies
Of a kingdom beyond the skies.
But I am lost within this half-world,
It hardly seems to matter now.
♪
Play me my song.
Here it comes again.
Play me my song.
Here it comes again.
♪
Just a little bit,
Just a little bit more time,
Time left to live out my life.
♪
Play me my song.
Here it comes again.
Play me my song.
Here it comes again.
♪
Old King Cole was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he.
So he called for his pipe,
And he called for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddlers three.
But the clock, tick-tock,
On the mantlepiece -
And I want, and I feel, and I know, and I touch,
Her warmth...
♪
She's a lady, she's got time,
Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your face.
♪
She's a lady, she is mine.
Brush back your hair, and let me get to know your flesh.
♪
I've been waiting here for so long
And all this time has passed me by
It doesn't seem to matter now
♪
You stand there with your fixed expression
Casting doubt on all I have to say.
Why don't you touch me, touch me,
Why don't you touch me, touch me,
Touch me now, now, now, now, now...
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