Freckles

The freckles on your arms

Like frosted tips of blades of grass

We let you eat out

Golden skin

The freckles on your nose

When you wrinkle it, I suppose

I'm in trouble now

I'm in trouble now

I'm in trouble now

Keys in the ignition

Tell me now who you are wishin'

To be free of now

To be free of now

To be free of now

Will you go from me?

Will you drive out to the sea?

Will you wait for me?

Will you wait for me?

Will you wait for me?

Should he know [?]

The broken orange circlet

Not forgotten yet

Not forgotten yet

Not forgotten yet

Will you go from me?

Will you drive out to the sea?

Will you wait for me?

Will you wait for me?

Will you wait for me?

Will you wait for me?

Will you wait?

Will you wait? Will you wait? Will you wait?

Will you wait? Will you wait? Will you wait?

Will you wait for me?

Will you wait?

Will you wait? Will you wait? Will you wait?

Will you wait? Will you wait? Will you wait?

Will you wait for me?

Will you wait?

Will you wait? Will you wait? Will you wait?

Will you wait? Will you wait? Will you wait?

Will you wait for me?

Will you wait? Will you wait? Will you wait?

Will you wait? Will you wait? Will you wait?

Will you wait for me?

Will you wait?