Lucy, remember The smell of that fall The fires of fungus And the rotting leaves
I fell off the wagon Into your arms Into this long month of sundays And you were my husband My wife, my heroin Now this is our final December ♪ Now deep in a forest Losing all thought of spring And nothing can help me remember And I'm going nowhere fast A darker day has holed at last Deep in a dream I set the calmness to spinning And your love has come too late Away from the garden gate Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing ♪ How can it be over after all that we had, now comes A river runs through the rafters down, down, down Does it leave me sleeping? Dreaming only of spring The phone rings out and I remember But I'm going nowhere fast The darker days has holed at last Deep in this dream I let the compass keep spinning And your love has come too late Now wave to the garden gate Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing Ringing, ringing, ringing ♪ Wanna hear them ringing, my love Wanna hear them ringing Ringing...