Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Requiem, artist - The Three Degrees. Album song Playlist: The Best Of The Roulette Years, in the genre R&BDate of issue: 17.03.2016
Record label: Parlophone
Song language: English
Requiem |
| When you came to me there in that old telephone pole |
| Out of the night |
| And I rushed right down to meet you and that silky thing |
| And sat down on a porch swing |
| Oh, and I knew the moon would melt |
| Before I held it to my breast like that again |
| Why couldn’t I die then |
| So warm |
| Behind the curtains of your arms |
| When you stopped the clock on that cold rock |
| And mix the hot young blood with granite dust |
| Then I raise my head just to kiss the sweat |
| They clung like honey from your garnet brow |
| Ooh, and I knew the mountainside would be |
| A million years of dusted rust before you took me up there again |
| So tell me why couldn’t I die then |
| I was warm |
| Behind the curtains of your arms |
| Instead I was found dead, but well carrying on my life |
| With my dusk glow and dear friends |
| Buried without a casket |
| And no one who writes my epitaph |
| 'Cos I know that I’m still breathing |
| And they think that means I’m still alive |
| I’m still alive |
| And I knew the mountainside would be |
| A million years of dusted rust before you took me up there again |
| Why could I not die then |
| Warm |
| Behind the curtains of your arms |
| Why could I not die then |
| As seems it doesn’t really matter when |
| It doesn’t really matter when |
| It doesn’t really matter when |
| It doesn’t really matter when |
| It doesn’t really, no |
| It doesn’t really matter when |
| It doesn’t really matter when |