No waking up until 8 o’clock in the morning
Is what she’d say to me as I lay tucked up tightly
Come morning I’d creep in and sink into that soft mattress
Between the two of you we’d play a game of eye spy
Homely smells of corned beef stew
Hand cut, crinkled chips fresh from the pan
Kippers and some buttered bread on a Sunday
And don’t forget a glass of red fizz for the young lady
Chorus
Do you both remember this?
I hope you do at least a little bit
Times like these I wish I’d asked you so much more before
But for now
Let me take your old frail hands
For you deserve the world, but age takes its toll
And I want to show you how memories may fade
But love only grows with time
With time
Oh with time
She would stand in front of the mirror
In her cream white coat and bag stuck to her side
Perfecting her bright red smile
Before jumping into the car and racing me down the hill
Oh how I wish I could take you out for a dance and a bitter lemon
See you sit down at the bar
And entertain the crowd with your um cha cha
Your um cha cha, your um cha, um cha, um cha cha
Perched on the arm of his chair
He would tell me I’m solid; what a thing to say
But he’d teach me to take pride in my words
And read me tales like the Selfish Giant
We would hop onto Ron’s bus to town
No one’s a stranger round here
Make a stop at the park at the top of the hill
‘Til the sky would turn red and blue
Red and blue, red and red and red and blue
Chorus
A liquid pearl formed a pendant on my chest
That night I saw the way you were
And saw the way you kissed
You let me see that love was true
When you said ‘I love you’
Sparked a moment in my heart
That hangs like a piece of art today
Chorus
Can you hear me now?
Can you hear my prayers to you now?
Can you hear my prayers to you now?
Can you hear my prayers to you now?
Can you hear me now?
Can you hear my prayers to you now?

Other lyrics by Lucy Mellenfield:
At The Mercy (Part I)
Shaking, breaking Shaking ‘til we’re breaking Waiting, grating, slowly suffocating Halted, paused Visceral reactions, responses, internal fights Intrinsic fears like …
At The Mercy (Part II)
We’re at the mercy We’re at the mercy We’re at the mercy We’re at the mercy of our insides We hold our hands up Ooo, ooo Ooo, ooo We’re at the mercy We’re at the mercy …
Breathing Sideways
Breathing in sideways Is it the way things go now? Breathing in sideways Is it the natural flow now? Making sense of everything Truth has no place here no more Doubting …
Fact of Life
It’s a fact of life Nothing can be done You’re a fact in my life I’m so glad you’re here Am I a fact in your life? Or am I just a passing fancy hoping that I’m yours I …
Ground Zero
Same walk, same rain Same rusty key in the same door frame One glass, one plate All the faith I had has begun to dissipate I’m at ground zero, I’m at ground zero Ooo, oh …