John Spillane - My Love Will Not Sing For Me Lyrics

My Love will not sing for me, she cannot find the time
She sits among the tables, drinking blood red wine

She calls me to her sometimes, I go swimming in her hair
She's got mad blue eyes, that swallow when she stares

And I need her like I need a Mercedez Benz
Like I need another drink, do you think
You could see your way to helping me my friend
See your way to helping me my friend

All I really want from you, is a sympathetic ear
Someone who could buy me one more pint of beer

And I'll tell you about my broken heart, I'll tell it just for you
No one ever had a heart as broken as I do

And I need her like I need a Mercedez Benz
Like I need another drink, do you think
You could see your way to helping me my friend
See your way to helping me my friend

My Love will not sing for me, she cannot find the time
She sits among the tables, drinking Blood Red Wine