Vārdi: The Cure. Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me. Like Cockatoos.

She walked out of her house and looked around
At all the gardens that looked back at her house
Like all the faces that quiz when you smile

And he was standing at the corner
Where the road turned dark a part of shiny wet
Like blood the rain fell black down on the street

And kissed his feet she fell
Her head an inch away from heaven
And her face pressed tight
And all around the night sang out like cockatoos

"There are a thousand things", he said
"I'll never say those things to you again"
And turning on his heel he left a trace of bubbles
Bleeding in his stead

And in her head a picture
Of a boy who left her lonely in the rain
And all around the night sang out like cockatoos