Palea

Palea, in my youth I would wait for ya
But Palea, well, you never came
The load is the same
The load is the same
So silently I will wait for you, silently
(One two, one two, one two, one two three)
So silently I will wait for you, silently
But all the while, you were growing obscene and I’ll
Keep your photos on this old machine
And once in a while, well I’ll stare at the screen
And know that your flowers are finally clean
But our love, but our love is becoming obscene
So I’ll keep your photos on this old machine
And when I am lonesome, well I’ll stare at the screen
I’ll stare at the screen
In my privacy (in my privacy)
Still hope you’ll come back to me (come back to me)
So silently I still wait for you, silently
Silently I still wait for you, silently