Weird Of Hermiston - Cream

I’m goin' to a wedding

I’m going to a wedding

Dressed in black

I’m going to a party

I’m going to party, won’t be back

'Cause I’m not going with you, no Trees are no longer a comfort

Messages sad in the wires

My hair is hung down

With the blackest of rain that I’m feeling

I’m going to the river

I’m going to the river

Wash my tears

I’m going to the mountains

Going to the mountains, cool my fears

That I’m not going with you, no Skies are no longer a comfort

Leaves turning black in the autumn

The corn is hung down

With the heaviest rain I am feeling

I’m going to a funeral

I’m going to a funeral

Dressed in white

I’m going to a nightclub

I’m going to a nightclub

Sleep with night

And I’m not going with you, no Love is no longer a comfort

Fantastic times are forgotten

My heart is hung down

With the saddest of rain that I’m feeling