Each summer we’d slumber in caravans While our folks would drink casks and curse the sand. I noticed him staring at the ceiling like Gene Vincent Singing to a crowd
For a girl of 14 I thought I knew I would meet Someone with a thought that was free of TV Leering and affected just like Gene Vincent Singin’ to a crowd Like he was barely allowed
I give you the last thing truly mine But your secrets are safe with me You can ignore now just what you swore Your secrets are safe with me So I’ll keep my love buried, but breathing Your secrets are safe with Ahh, they’re safe with me
Behind the tunes he looked in my eye But did I want him to Trusting his mistrust, but I was just another voice in the crowd I’m hardly getting over it now
I give you the last thing that’s truly mine But your secrets are safe with me You can ignore now just what you swore Your secrets are safe with me So I’ll keep my love buried, but breathing Your secrets are safe with Ahh, they’re safe with me
You told me I felt like you own me Now I care for nothing at all What I gave you wasn’t a favour Now I care for nothing at all
Didn’t trust nothing that much Now I care for nothing at all Now I care for, now I care for Now I care for nothing at all
Compositor: Tim Adrian Rogers ECAD: Obra #26760391