Catherine

Catherine De Barra, you`ve murdered my thinking I gave you my heart, you left the thing stinking I`d break from your spell if it weren`t for my drinking And the wind bites more bitter with each light of morning. I envy the road, the ground you tread under, I envy the wind, your hair riding over, I envy the pillow your head rests and slumbers, I envy to murderous envy your lover `til the light shines on me I damn to hell every second you breath I envy Oh my Catherine For your eyes smiling And your mouth singing With time I`d have won you With wile I`d have won you For your mouth singing