On my own and out of sight I lead the fight
into the young and reckless.
My head it floats to the fists and falls.
When we strolled you held my arm,
you wore my coat,
my coat of arms was gleaming,
never to be bolder.
On we rode,
decks out in green,
I'm good to go,
and in my head I'm still there,
never to be older.
Don't mind me, dear,
I'm tired and I wanna go home.
Don't mind me, dear.
Long I float,
a sword to tore,
and cheek to cheek we lost ourselves that evening.
The bitter cold never felt so warm.
The sword I sell,
though I owe hours in cost to cost for me again,
my sweethearts,
I don't know where but I do know when.
Don't mind me, dear,
I'm tired and I wanna go home.
Don't mind me,
dear,
I'm tired.
Don't mind me, dear,
I'm tired and I wanna go home.
Don't mind me, dear.
Oh, I know, oh, I know you never know.
Oh.
Talk about me, dear.
Talk about me, dear.
I'm tired of the one of you.
Talk about me, dear.
I'm tired.
Talk about me, dear.
I'm tired of the one of you.
Talk about me, dear.
I'm tired.