4 A.m. Paroles

The night is blue
Flowers by your window side
Autumn is graceful
I'm laden with memory
And the wind has died

7 o'clock in the evening
Watching the TV show
Tears from your dark eyes
Your head against the sunset
And the harbour below

It's the cruellest thing
The cruellest thing
That I've ever known
It's time and circumstance
Taking their toll
There's no stones being thrown

Your bed was a warm bed And a half empty bottle of baby oil

7 o'clock in the evening
Moon on the sea
Oh, the night is rattling
With burglar alarms
Oh, they're ringing for me

It's the cruellest thing
The cruellest thing
That I've ever known
It's just time and circumstance
Taking their toll
There's no stones being thrown