William's Heart

William's Heart - Camera Obscura

A postcard of Byron by the bed

It's a reminder of every word that he said

To die in the arms of a twenty year old

A figure of porcelain with moves so bold

You'd love to have a heart of gold

You would have to have come from a better mould

To die in the arms of a twenty year old twenty year old

Ending the shift of a sleepless night

Tossing and turning and holding on tight

To die in the arms of a twenty year old twenty year old

Want to know about William's heart

Is it broken in two who's feeling bad

Is there enough of a spark to sparkle again

Is he lost

Does he need a friend

Lying to those who know you the best

Keeping a secret close to your chest

To die in the arms of a twenty year old twenty year old

The agony of the late night pub

Talking too much old age is a curse

To die in the arms of a twenty year old twenty year old

Want to know about William's heart

Is it broken in two who's feeling bad

Is there enough of a spark to sparkle again

Is he lost does he need a friend

William where have you gone

Will you return to me

William where have you gone

Please return to me

If it's a single man or a single malt

That I take in my arms when I'm feeling low

You'll say honesty has made me cruel

I say you're soft and you're made of wool

You are made of wool