Bonnie “Prince” Billy
2/15
When you ask me to sing
It feels like my heart would burst with pride
And I look in your face
And tears come to my eyes
All that's harsh in wrong in my life melts into one sweet song
And my love spreads wings
Like a glad bird flying over the road
I know you take pleasure in my singing
I know that only when I sing do you hear me
'cause then I touch things I can't touch
I touch parts of you I can't really touch
And drunk with the joy of singing
I forget myself and call you my friend
I'm here to sing you songs
In your room I have a corner seat
In your world I have no work to do
My life can only break out in songs
That have no purpose