The Frames şarkı sözleri
Hand me down the pictureOf you leaving unsaidI know how simple it getBut sat by chance I need youWill you always be thereAnd I will lie with you neath the beechesOn the strand againI'm learning to hand it overTo whatever Lord there beAnd in the same old coloursI'll be dressed for theeBut it's not about that though is it?It's about you and meI hung your feetThat famous painting above my bed And you told me a story About some guy who kept his head He drowned neath the Southport Near the pier where we standAnd I will lie with you neath the beechesOn the strand again
