Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bluebells, artist - Patrick Wolf. Album song The Magic Position, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 25.02.2007
Record label: Polydor Ltd. (UK)
Song language: English
Bluebells |
| Lucy, remember |
| The smell of that fall |
| The fires of fungus |
| And the rotting leaves |
| I fell off the wagon |
| Into your arms |
| Into this long month of sundays |
| And you were my husband |
| My wife, my heroin |
| Now this is our final December |
| Now deep in a forest |
| Losing all thought of spring |
| And nothing can help me remember |
| And I’m going nowhere fast |
| A darker day has holed at last |
| Deep in a dream I set the calmness to spinning |
| And your love has come too late |
| Away from the garden gate |
| Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing |
| How can it be over after all that we had, now comes |
| A river runs through the rafters down, down, down |
| Does it leave me sleeping? |
| Dreaming only of spring |
| The phone rings out and I remember |
| But I’m going nowhere fast |
| The darker days has holed at last |
| Deep in this dream I let the compass keep spinning |
| And your love has come too late |
| Now wave to the garden gate |
| Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing |
| Ringing, ringing, ringing |
| Wanna hear them ringing, my love |
| Wanna hear them ringing |
| Ringing… |