With your mauve Pillow. And your laddered tights With your neat Covers. And your midnight Eyes. With your sisters in The suburbs. With your ballerina's Grace. You smile and I am blessed. You laugh and I am possessed. You climb The clouds caress. Yes, I am blessed. Yes, I am blessed. With your grey Denim. And your hostile life. With your teeth Missing. And your mystic eyes. With your tenderness And trouble. With your son Against your breast. You smile and I am blessed. You laugh and I am possessed. You climb The clouds caress. Yes, I am blessed. Yes, I am blessed. You smile and I am blessed. You lie and I am dust. And you ride London's wilderness. Yes, I am blessed. Yes, I am blessed