It'll take a little long
it'll take some lashings...

Amadeo modigliani
tragic bohemian artist...

Calm and contrite
waiting for the moment...

Hey dont be daff
dont be bluffed...

I used to wish
beneath the silvery...

Slipping on her pinafore
she looked out the window...

How would you know
what is true...

You only live once
feel how your blood runs...

If i be bold
if truth be told...

When night falls
and no-one's near...

Nothing left
in our once love-filled hall...

Hold my hand and
take me someplace new...