With your mauve pillow.
and your laddered tights
With your neat covers.
and your midnight Eyes.
With your sisters in the suburbs.
With your ballerinas Grace.
You smile and I am blessed.
You laugh and I am possessed.
You climb
the clouds caress.
Yes, I am blessed.
Yes, I am blessed.
With your grey Denim.
and your hostile life.
With your teeth missing.
and your mystic eyes.
With your tenderness and trouble.
With your son against your breast.
You smile and I am blessed.
You laugh and I am possessed.
You climb
the clouds caress.
Yes, I am blessed.
Yes, I am blessed.
You smile and I am blessed.
You lie and I am dust.
and you ride
Londons wilderness.
Yes, I am blessed.
Yes, I am blessed