Tombland

I've been looking over your shoulder To see what you might do The house has grown a little bit colder Silvers, greens and blues I've seen a few I've seen a few You were telling me how living Always struck you as kinda tough But the fact of the matter is matter of fact You do, like me Believe in love Believe in love But truth won't help you any It's not a question of desire Not a question of desire It's not a question of desire Tell me all about it sister Tell me is the going good I heard those devils came back round Just like you knew they would You knew they would You knew they would But you said "They can't burn me brother I was born in a ring of fire I was born in a ring of fire I was born in a ring of fire" I've been looking over your shoulder To see what you might do The house has grown a little bit colder Silvers, greens and blues I've seen a few You've seen them too