Play me Old King Cole

That I may join with you

All your hearts now seem so far from me

It hardly seems to matter now



And the nurse will tell you lies

Of a kingdom beyond the skies

But I am lost within this half-world

It hardly seems to matter now



Play me my song

Here it comes again

Play me my song

Here it comes again



Just a little bit

Just a little bit more time

Time left to live out my life



Play me my song

Here it comes again

Play me my song

Here it comes again



Old King Cole was a merry old soul

And a merry old soul was he

So he called for his pipe

And he called for his bowl

And he called for his fiddlers three



The clock, tick tock

On the mantelpiece

And I want

And I feel

And I know

And I touch

The wall



She's a lady, she's got time

Brush back your hair

And let me get to know your face



She's a lady, she is mine

Brush back your hair

And let me get to know your flesh



I've been waiting here for so long

And all the time that passed me by

It doesn't seem to matter now



You stand there with your fixed expression

Casting doubt on all I have to say

Why don't you touch me, touch me

Why don't you touch me, touch me

Touch me now, now, now, now, now

Now, now, now, now, now

Now, now, now, now, now

Now, now, now, now, now ...