Songtexte Arabesque - Alex Edwards

when the march starts
it's safest to hide
wherever you can much as
this house I tumbled in to find
her in arabesque in the morning, I felt so out of place
by a glamour they can march on all they like
but she called me near
arms forward to waltz
with holes in her sleeve she was
just like me so there amongst
the arabesque window turning, so too we turned with grace
and like the window she led me to forget the chills I fled
my family frets, best be returning
but bonaparte's men had heard our carefree stomps
and come to watch
begged we'd resume
muskets undrawn, too
oh, all of my life I've wished
just to belong, just to a song
an arabesque so disarming, and then home I'd race
but I always dream of her, with she as me, but in...
in arabesque, I spin to rest
and close my eyes
and go back to my life