Текст: Holly Throsby. Under the Town. On Longing.

This is all my fault
I have many things done wrong
I?ve been longing for a dove
Or an olive in a cup
I?m so sorry
Sorry love
I want us to make up
I blush, I blush
Don?t envy me none
I?ve been longing for a gun
Or an awning to hang from
I?m so sorry, sorry love
That some dawns
I want to be gone
But then the sun goes up and up
And I am lying in it some
I?ve been longing for someone
They will come in and I?ll sit up
They?ll say ?Sorry, sorry love,
Whatever took me so long??