I wait for you, in heaven On this perfect string of love And drink your soup of magpies in a pottery bowl Looks as I am now Brown, round and warm Chime on a rain wet An ankle toes or two Sweetly as it drops upon your head Just like it did today Fortunately gone Bah bah bah I wait for you Fortunately gone Bah bah bah bah I wait for you
bah, fortunately, wait, magpie, sweetly