I lit a thin green candle to make you jealous of me.
But the room just filled up with mosquitos
They heard that my body was free.
Then I took the dust of a long sleepless night
And I have put it in your little shoe.
And then I confess that I tortured the dress
That you wore for the world to look through.
I showed my heart to the doctor: he said I just have to quit.
Then he wrote himself a prescription
Your name was mentioned in it!
Then he locked himself to a library shelf
With the details of our honeymoon
And I heard from the nurse, that he's gotten much worse
And his practice has fallen into ruin.
And I heard of a saint who'd loved you, and I studied all night in his school.
He taught that the duty of lovers
Is to tarnish the golden rule.
And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure
He drowned himself in the pool.
His body is gone, but back here on the lawn
his spirit continues to drool.
An Eskimo showed me a movie, he'd recently taken of you:
The poor man could hardly stop shivering
His lips, his fingers were blue.
I suppose he froze when the wind took your cloth
And I guess he just never got warm.
But you stand there so nice, in your blizzard of ice
oh please let me come into the storm.
