Love Barbara - Lightsaber

When I give the gift of stealing
love for running undone
how light fishing shadow
shed truth lies
Big Ben as the Thames
I I walk centuries
pair of solo oboe in the empty rooms
shouted one tone
Oh, the white marble love Barbara
a note bell

Thanks I had a habit of saying thank you
thanks I have to say thanks to her habit of

The hall where the shadows are tulips
leaning against the walls of rooms thirteenth
Hall I of the pipe smoke
Now in white bedclothes love Barbara

Thanks I had a habit of saying thank you
thanks I have a habit in the morning ...

Pretty girl in mind carries
as white steam disappeared in the morning river
and disappears the moment the last time I
whisper her thanks ...