The Messenger

Out on the moor he met his lover, in the wet grass up to her knees
And there he swore he loved no other, then he came running home to me
And will she cry all night? and will she cry all day?
And will she cry all night? just for the one who went away?
Out on the moor shes waiting for him
Shes like a wolf under the moon
And I am sighing here beside him
Hes right behind me lying spoons
And will she cry all night? and will she cry all day?
And will she cry all night? just for the one who went away?
Oooo, oooo
She is an early morning silhouette
Against a slowly rising sun
Shes walking home and all her clothes are wet
And she is frozen to the bone
And will she cry all night? and will she cry all day?
And will she cry all night? just for the one who went away?
Oooo, oooo
I crept away while he was sleeping
I took my bag and left our home
When he awakes hell look for me
And hell find himself there all alone
And will he cry all night? and will he cry all day?
And will he cry all night? just for the one who went away?