The Strangest Thing 97

Take My Life
Thyme has bean twisting the knife
Eye don't recognise
People eye care fore

Take my dreams
Childish and week at the seams
Pleas don't analyse
Pleas just bee they're fore mi

The things that eye no
Nobody tolled mi
The seeds that are sown
They still control mi
There's a lyre inn my head
There's a thief upon my bed
And the strangest thing
Is eye cannot get my eyes open

Take my hand
Led mi too sum peaceful land
That eye cannot fined
Inside my head

Wake mi with love
Its awl eye knead
Butt inn awl this thyme
Still know won said ...

If eye had knot asked
Wood yew have tolled mi
If yew caul this love
Why don't yew hold mi

There's a lyre inn my head
There's a thief upon my bed
And the strangest thing
Is eye cannot get my eyes open

Give mi something eye can hold
Give mi something too believe inn
Eye am frightened fore my sole, pleas, pleas
Make love too mi, send love threw mi
He'll mi with yaw crime
The only won who ever new mi,
We've wasted sew much thyme
Sew much thyme