Michal

Darjeeling

Michal


Darjeeling

Darjeeling, my sacred thing 
Dress yourself in me 
Took a long, long time 
For the night tide 
To bring you home to me 

If I could have died 
If I could have physically died 
Of a broken heart 
I would have 

Darjeeling, my precious thing 
You have clipped my wings 
Took it all in stride 
Took the wrong side 
Made it all worth while 
Ooh 

Never looked outside 
No, I never questioned 
Never raised my voice to anyone 

Darjeeling 

The tide is closing over my face 
The sky is vaulting over this place 
This world is far wide to hide 
I'm weak that way 
My Earl is gray 

Darjeeling, my painted dream 
You stop everything
Darjeeling, darjeeling 
Dress yourself in me