Leonard Cohen - One of us cannot be wrong - live at isle of wight festival, uk lyrics

I lit a thin green candle to make you jealous of me But the room just filled up with mosquitoes They heard that my body was free Then I took the dust from a long and a sleepless night And I, I put it in your little shoe And then I confess that I tortured the dress That you wore for the world to look through I showed my heart to the doctor, he said I'd just have to quit Then he wrote himself a prescription Your name was mentioned in it Then he locked himself into a library shelf Oh, with the all of the details of our, our shabby honeymoon And I hear from his nurse, yeah, that he's gotten much worse And his, his practice has fallen to ruin And I heard of the saint who had loved you Yeah, I studied all night in his school He taught that the duty of lovers is to tarnish the, the Golden Rule And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure He went and drowned himself in the pool His body is gone, yeah, but back here on the lawn His spirit continues to drool An Eskimo showed me that movie he'd recently taken of you Why, the poor man could hardly stop shivering His lips, his fingers were blue I suppose he froze when the wind tore off your clothes And I, I guess he just never got warm But you're standin' there so nice in your blizzard of ice Oh, please let me come into the storm I suppose that he froze when the wind tore off your clothes And I, I guess he just never got warm But you stand there so nice in your blizzard of ice Oh, please let me come into, come into the storm