The Lilac

Left here for the road and came on back
You say: Come with me baby, we'll be alright
Follow through a field with old lilac
You say: Lay with me, baby, I’ll be your bed and back

The needle in my hand is coming down
Drilling through my chest, but it's oil they found
Washing over me, then drying out
Hoping for a heart, but it's coal that they found

Holding out your hand, I seem to fall
You say: Come with me baby, I’ll take you home
Heavy through my breath, you're holding on
You say: Don't worry, baby, I won't let go

The needle in my hand is coming down
Drilling through my chest, but it's oil they found
Washing over me, then drying out
Hoping for a heart, but it's coal that they found

Oh, oh-ho-ho
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, ho
Oh, oh-ho

You dropped me for a cold and bitter hand
If I just had you, baby, I'd be alright