The Band

I? ve played that song from long ago When every morning longed to fall It broke my sighs and my regrets It stumbled on the steps You? ve build for climbing towards me Now it feels like sinners in the sun When I said, I said, "I? d die for you" Or was it in my head? I took you down on ouzo And now I think I? d rather see you dead I said, "I? d die for you" Or was it in my head? You took me down on ouzo And then you said you'd rather see me dead, dead If my depression stood the wind I spat the devil up his chin It couldn? t do me any harm It roughed my steel and shut my mouth My late impression Oh, that rain that? s itching on my skin When I said, I said, "I? d die for you" Or was it in my head? I took you down on ouzo And now I think I? d rather see you dead I said, "I? d die for you" Or was it in my head? You took me down on ouzo And then you said you'd rather see me dead, dead Well, I mean Hold me, scratch my shoulder Fold me, sue me, watch me going mad I said, I said, "I? d die for you" Or was it in my head? I took you down on ouzo And now I think I? d rather see you dead I said, "I? d die for you" Or was it in my head? You took me down on ouzo And then you said you'd rather see me dead, dead