Catherine — текст песни (Harvey Pj)

Catherine De Barra you`ve murdered my thinking
I gave you my heart, you left the thing stinking
I`d break from your spell if it weren`t for my drinking
And the wind bites more bitter with each light of morning
I envy the road, the ground you tread under
I envy the wind, your hair riding over
I envy the pillow your head rests and slumbers,
I envy to murderous envy your lover
`til the light shines on me
I damn to hell every second you breathe
I envy...
Oh my Catherine
for your eyes smiling
and your mouth singing
with time I`d have won you
with wile I`d have won you
or your mouth singing