Lyrics Basia Bulat

Basia Bulat

Oh, My Darling

There are two things I will carry in my pockets at the end

oh, my darling,

you are one of them

the way you look when you have a story to begin,

oh, my darling,

that's the other half

and I will never lose them,

no i'll never never show them like a prize

I will keep them out of sight

and I will never give them up to any ceiling

promise or a lie,

they are mine until I die, until I die