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[Verse 1]
Tiny goddess wrapped in lace
That certain smile upon your face
Is telling me
What's to be when he leaves
[Verse 2]
In a room just five foot eight
I sit alone and I will wait
To hear from him
To wait for him to call me
[Bridge]
Don't let him humour me
With letters I won't read
Please sympathise with me
If only you could speak
[Verse 3]
Photograph that's in my case
Will travel with me, every place
Reminding me
What to be for his love
[Verse 4]
Orchards smell of sweet perfume
The mountainside is now in bloom
And I am here
Waiting for his company
[Bridge]
Don't let him humour me
With letters I won't read
The clock's at half-past three
It's stopped to wake like me
[Verse 5]
Tiny goddess wrapped in lace
That certain smile upon your face
Is telling me
What's to be when he leaves
[Verse 6]
In a room just five foot eight
I sit alone and I will wait
To hear from him
To wait for him to call me
[Outro]
Tiny Goddess was written by Ray Singer & Alex Spyropoulos & Patrick Campbell-Lyons.