The lyrics appear to take the perspective of a person who laments to their lover, a married woman, that his growing emotional investment in the affair is making him increasingly bothered by the secrecy, which is something he never wanted and yet passively went along with since the beginning. He all...
If you please dear madam
Read this book
I read it years ago
So take a look and follow
It was our first night
You were dressed in black
You had just left home
And you lay there
On my pillow
And you're still winding windows
While i follow
And you're still winding windows
While I follow
Well I bought a ribbon to tie your hair
We were almost there
When the sun shone thru your window
It was our first night
You were dressed in black
You had just left home
And you lay there on my pillow
And you're still winding windows
While i follow
And you're still winding windows
While i follow