So Am I

Our room across is a mile wide
She comes and look now how you are the fireside
I'm watching, she's waiting to show you
The pearls in her Betsy Clark eyes
She sighs the whistling winds you sail in
She cries and you are alive
She's saying she's sorry and oh

So am I
So am I

The ninety-seven days that should have been an hour
I know it's all you can do when she's so very near
Praise be the king of the city and his Guinevere
I'll get up and go out and no doubt
You're giving it all to her oh

So am I
So am I

The ninety-seven days, the fifteen blessed hours
And it's easy as it goes

So am I

Our now ninety days will soon run out of time
The weight of the world has the head in your hands
(The gift to be giving a guy)
You're sorry and sick and you know

So am I
So am I
The ninety-seven days, the fifteen sodding hours
Came to nothing taken in

So was I
She's going, going, gone and you know that's fine
And so am I