Brief Relationship Songtext
von John Dawson Read

You sang to me the sweetest song
I′ve never heard before
And the words they kept repeating in my head
But it's over in a minute
I′m so sad you did begin it
It is over, it is over, it is dead

Your song was short but flowed on easily
Blood and thunder leave me cold
The tale we had was bright and breezily told

And you sang to me of summer days
You sang to me of war
And you got to me with every word you said
Of the things that kept you going
When an icy wind is blowing
Daily pleasures, daily sorrows, daily bread


Your song was short but flowed on easily
Blood and thunder leave me cold
The tale we had was bright and breezily told

And so although the song went on
For such a little time
Well I feel I am the wiser all the same
All the little things you taught me
Little pleasures that you brought me
Little troubles, the blue history has little names

Your song was short but flowed on easily
Blood and thunder leave me cold
The tale we had was bright and breezily told

You sang to me the sweetest song
I've never heard before
And the words they kept repeating in my head
But it's over in a minute
I′m so sad you did begin it
It is over, it is over, it is dead