Sadness Grows

Hello love it's London calling
 Wave the white hanky, a breath for the belly
 Keep on hoping for blood in the morning
 Nothing's right, everything's hurting
 Everything's hurting
 Goodbye love my lids are falling
 Sleep with thoughts upon your middle
 Made and one with, buried or cradled
 Two on the breast or you on the table
 You on the table
 You on the table
 Sadness grows, sadness stains, tears flow again and again
 Tears flow, again and again
 Catch me love, the world is falling
 We'll ignore the rabble calling
 Don't let them try and hurt you
 Twist our pain into an issue
 Into an issue
 Sadness grows, sadness stains, tears flow again and again
 Tears flow, again and again
 When everything's hurting
 Hello love it's me
 Some things aren't worth worrying
 Hello love it's me, some things are worth burying, hey yeh