
Date of issue: 31.01.2019
Song language: English
My Love Leda |
She flew through the doors of the Blue Laundrette |
In a rush of warm sheets she was hard to forget |
Then in the moment mid cycle and spin |
He sang soft as she turned to him |
It’s a golden age |
Would you be my darling |
Love, Leda |
Let’s put down everything |
For love, Leda |
Let’s put down everything |
Swept up they lived the week’s double-shift hum |
In the gaps in between times leapt their desire |
And for their own home there beat the drum |
But when the hammer was raised they had to bid higher |
They say it’s a golden age |
And we’ve one more to feed |
My darling love, Leda |
Let’s put down everything |
For love, Leda |
Let’s put down everything |
The money’s dried up, she turns on the stairs |
It’s all rigged against us, he punches the air |
A clean start they whisper and face the roulette |
That gold rush, false-feeling, as they place their bet |
My love, Leda |
Let’s put down everything |
My love, Leda |
Let’s put down everything |
For love, Leda |
Let’s put down everything |
Everything |
Everything |
Everything |
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