St. Vincent De Paul's

St. Vincent De Paul's - Gold Star

As the crimson and rose

Sunlight got to fade in

And it caught up in flash from the glass

That she held in her hand

And it seemed like

She carried the weight of the world on her shoulders

Good good

And in the morning you'll learn how to carry that weight again

So she made up her mind

To pick up the pieces and get straight

Like the Swiss blade I bought

St. Vincent De Paul's downtown

She'd pick up the letters

She'd pick up the page

She'd put a coat on

She'd say

Thanks for your time but now I must be on my way

And if you really feel that way

And there is nothing really nothing to say

And the blade's just a thing you don't need

Would you send that Swiss blade back to me

Would you send that Swiss blade back to me

Well the crimson where gone

We we're still there in the darkness

And the evening worn on

We all found it harder to leave

She said hand me the bottle

And hand me the blade

And darlin' ain't it strange

That I must be leaving that

I'm so sick of living this way

If you never see my friends

For the lacks in the city again

Not just someone you don't wanna to see

Would you send that Swiss blade back to me

Would you send that Swiss blade back to me