歌词
Oh, you wicked thing
Over the underpass
Pass me the overflow
Missing the point
That I'll never know
You're the dog that doesn't bark
As the night falls into place
You are the stars in the park
That I know I can't replace
You're the glass that I just poured
You're the ringing of bar chords
You wake me in the morning
And call me when you're bored
You're the ladder fallen over
You're the hammer in the shoulder
The smoke in my eyes
And the clouds across night skies
Oh, you wicked thing
Oh-oh, you wicked thing
Oh, you wicked thing
Oh, you wicked thing
You're the treetops and basement
You're the wagon and the wedding ring
The lesser of evils
And the most important thing
You're the emails and phone calls
You're the highways and drywall
You know everything I'm thinking
And nothing at all
Oh, you wicked thing
Oh-oh, you wicked thing
Oh, you wicked thing
Oh, you wicked thing
You're the missing piece
You're the passenger and car keys
The plants in the garden
And late-night TV
You're the rain that turns to snow
You're the light in the window
The teller of stories
And the ache in my bones
Oh, you wicked thing
Oh-oh, you wicked thing
Oh, you wicked thing
Oh, you wicked thing
Oh, you wicked thing
Oh-oh, you wicked thing
Oh, you wicked thing
Oh, you wicked thing