@migu music@

Tear that trickles from your eye to your ear

Like a pinball machine

Arm that melts over me

Like Salvador's dream

Light that spits across the ceiling

'Cos someone burst the stitches on the curtain of night

Maybe it's all about sowing my seed

But subject to conditions and not while you bleed

I follow you at a distance

Bounced through others eyes

Like a pinball machine

Dressed as Mr Walker

But in disguise

I could have been a contender

But instead I'm content with

The gin and tonic dressing gown I lament

One night only

The great and the glory

Let's see if it sticks

You still love me

I believe

If push came you'd shove me

I believe you share my bed

You share the blame

I believe

In pinball machines