Lyrics The Paper Kites – Leopold Street
Text:
You were young, but your eyes were younger still
When you found me there
And you rode down the street watch me work
Building tables and chairs
In a church on a hill
And I cried ‘cos you looked just like the winter
Dressed in the light
Where do I go?
What do I know now?
With my sweet love gone, with my sweet love gone
With my hands oh I worked the night and day
And I built you a home
And we raised our own children in those walls
Now they’re happy and gone
And our yard it was colourful with flowers
That scented the air
And I watches as they slowly died away
When you needed me there
Who do I be?
What do I see now?
With my sweet love gone, with my sweet love gone
You grew old so much faster than I could
And I knew you would go
Laid to rest on a Sunday afternoon
And you left me alone
How do I live?
What do I give now?
With me sweet love gone, with my sweet love gone
