Sick Child - Siouxsie And The Banshees

And I know I never knew you

Your mind your pain I will melt your winter tears

If you say you will

If you could say you will

Convalescing bruised I set my mind awake

Dare to take another look

If you say you will

If you could say you will

King of moon gloomy afternoon

Losing track of word & metre

Still shaking in this tear room

Like a sick child

Still shaking nothing reconciled

Like a sick child

Melancholia colliding out of mind

In a silver swirl I take a lungful in

Blow a fistful out if you could say you will

King of moon gloomy afternoon

Losing track of word & metre

Make your final touch people talk too much

Madman screams an unknown language

Still shaking in the tear room

Like a sick child

Still shaking nothing reconciled

A sick child

Still shaking nothing reconciled

Like a sick child