Françoise Hardy - Memory Divine lyrics
[Françoise Hardy - Memory Divine lyrics]
When death to death Is done i wander
I need to lick a late, late, late passion
At every station of the cross, the cross
Never is nothing here child, I wander
We need to sleep to die i wander
Your heart is in a race
Never, never lose a will we love dying men
Oh Lord let me know the wonder
Oh Lord let me know
It’s a cold, cold, cold christmas
At every station of the cross, the cross
You mean my night is wrong i wander
How do you feel babe? I wonder
I’m a full, full, full, reach of desire
Is there nothing left Lord
Nothing left but bones but bones
Oh memory divine i wander
Oh memory divine