Sweetheart Lyrics

I will rustle you lashes loose after we have traveled, like the leaves from the trees when autumn unravels, i will pinch them my tips, place them on my lips, stoop down and kiss you on the cheek, Sweetheart--stoop down and kiss you on the cheek./ And every weeks i'll show you something else to make you feel better about yourself. The letters will fly over the sea, and i will write you without poetry, Sweetheart-- I will write you without poetry./ Sweetheart, let me tell you someting you don't know, when i'm with you i wish i didn't have to go./ i will write down the weight of your heart is tons, i will write about the rain and that one day of Glasgow sun. i've got forty years left in this skins; when my planes arrives, watch it roll in, Sweetheart--when my planes arrives, watch in roll in.