Araby

It is worth the admission
«Oh my love» fogs up the glass
I look on, in a window
«Oh my love» fogs up the glass
On rainy days I wonder what’s behind the veil
And I feel your breath upon my mouth
And I press my heart into your hand
It’s my gift from Araby
We can move and be trusted
But what is it that you want?
It is not what they think
Yeah what is it that you want?
They look down on me and they smile forever
But I know that love will kill that pride
And I press my heart into your hand
It’s my gift from Araby
Listen to what you’re saying
You know nothing of my love
And if it all comes down to what you say
You know nothing of my love
And looking up into the dark I find it there
And I feel my breath upon my mouth
And I press my heart into your hand
It’s my gift from Araby