Sarah

Intro: Where are you going tonight? Where do you dance when you turn off the light? And your eyes as they roll in your head Spin you around as you lie on the bed But I'm not keeping time Upon the creeping vine, vine He was the one made you fall But he couldn't help you at all, not at all So he packed up and jumped from the wall Pushing his luck past the ghosts in the hall Still I'm not keeping time Upon the creeping vine, vine Oh, Sarah You've done it all to yourself With your bottle of gin on the shelf And your love letters sent to yourself Oh, Sarah You used to say you were lucky Now your luck's running off down the stairs To the arms of another At the back of her mind there's a photograph Of a child all alone in the dark She can tell by the bell ringing back at her She's lost Where are you going tonight? Dressed like a ragdoll with holes in your tights And your eyes as they roll in your head Spin you around as you fall out the bed But I'm not keeping time Upon the creeping vine, vine Oh, Sarah You've done it all to yourself With your bottle of gin on the shelf And your love letters sent to yourself Oh, Sarah You used to say you were lucky Now your luck's running off down the stairs And you realize nobody cares Take the bottle of gin from the shelf And pour me another Final: