you don´t even know your name
you get on a bicycle
and bend the frame

samson in a cage
gave him some wine and danish
man, was he depraved

raindrops, teardrops
give me some real food
like out on the balcony

hamish in a den
now that i´m seventeen
he must be ten

you don´t seem to love me any more
i gave you my word of honour
you sprinkled your path with gravel
angels fell from the sky

you don´t even know your name
you get on a bicycle
i get on a plane

namedrops on a hill
perhaps in a distant valley
they´ll be still

you don´t seem to love me any more
i gave you my word of honour
you sprinkled your path with gravel
angels fell from the sky

you don´t seem to love me any more
i gave you my word of honour
you sprinkled your path with gravel
angels fell from the sky

namedrops on a hill
perhaps in a distant valley
they´ll be still