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 and 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 and 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

Like a sick child