I suppose you've never seen me

Dressed in black from head to toe

Hear my words now and believe me

Lest you hear I told you so

Call the merchants to behold me

I write my name between their sheets

I feed sugar to their ponies

How I love to be the thief

Now the sunflowers in the pavement

Turn their backs upon my deeds

Even though I know I'm pretty

They just stare down at the weeds



Tell the trees they ought not shade me

I will pilfer every leaf

Even in the highest branches

You can find the lowest thief

I am laughing at the funeral

While the mourners weep and sing

You confront me by the body

And ask me where I've put his things

So come and crush my tiny fingers

Make a necklace of my teeth

Mail my ear to Barcelona

I will always be the thief

For some things you are not born with

And some things you can't achieve

Life is full of stolen moments

And I will always be the thief