The Show - Lyrics by Toyah


Lyrics
As you sleep in our bed
In my arms I see
I dying man
You will always be
What you will be
Ready to take
Waiting to recieve
I'm the object in your life called wife
Struggling for existence
While all around
Glides by
You will always be
What you will be
Ready to take
Waiting to recieve
Hope, pride, will a hand
Break the ice
Pull me from the sea
If I don't ask
I don't recieve
You will always be
What you will be
Ready to take
Waiting to recieve
Just remove the hook>
From my mouth
Let me go free
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