In The Evening Of Her Day - Diane Tell, Stephen Duffy, Steven Duffy

Getting high every night

Until I couldn’t see the sunshine in the light

Start again, draw some fire

Defy the built in obsolescence and soft desire

When love’s the only thing it hurts to lose

In the evening of her day

Ophelia comes to court me

Not that I could stay away

Her kisses seem to haunt me

It’s an accident of birth

That had me born a loser

Hanging like a bird of prey

But fated not to capture

Her tender touch

Sleepless nights, I walk the streets

It was kind of like a movie but not as deep

What might’ve been and what will be

Embraced each other in conspiracy

The night drum always plays a requiem

In the evening of her day

Ophelia comes to court me

Not that I could stay away

Her kisses seem to haunt me

It’s an accident of birth

That had me born a loser

Hanging like a bird of prey

That never seems to capture

Her tender touch

I fell so high from the ferris wheel

And all the fairground lights

Were flickering sweet delights

So, so, tell me why is it that I feel

I tripped, stumbled, slipped and fell?

Left drowning in the wishing well

In the evening of her day

Ophelia came to court me

Not that I could stay away

Her kisses seem to haunt me

It’s an accident of birth

That had me born a loser

Hanging like a bird of prey

But fated not to capture

Her tender touch (that I need so much)