we share a wine at your table
young summer sun in our eyes
with a voice that you save for strangers
you read loudly from your book of lies
i know but one thing is for sure
our love´s in a heap on the floor
tell me
caroline
how divine
how do you sleep there so soundly?
with bells on your toes and a lie on your lips
tell me
who am i if i´m not the one
who is feeling used?
but now that it´s done...
who´ll keep your sweet thing satisfied?
caroline
(how i wish i was free)
caroline
blue masquerade in the evening
words from some purple crusade
delivering the loaves and the fishes
to the soulds of a passing parade
i clearly see your design
pass me some more holy wine
tell me
caroline
how divine
oh how you sleep there so soundly?
with bells on your toes and a lie on your lips
tell me
who am i if i´m not the one
who is being used?
but now that it´s done...
who´ll keep your sweet thing satisfied?
caroline
(how i wish i was free)
caroline
how divine
(how i wish i was free)
caroline