Cousteau - She's Not Coming Back lyrics

The orchard's golden leaves Are burning down Fire closing in The fruit is blistering Above you How can such a pleasure Be regarded as a sin A ray of sun limps Slowly around the room Wolves are at the door Baying for their pound Of flesh but he's gone And it's impossible to Hurt you anymore They circle in the sky She's sick of holding back The tide She pulls the darkness shut Behind her and says goodnight She's not coming back I wish that you were here once More with me In the night somewhere Loveless days and grey eyed Mornings Pa** beneath the window of Another dreary day