Melancholy Rose - Marc Almond, The Willing Sinners

First I saw you

Love in a silk black slip

In dark waters

Sinking like a ship

Trouble on your lips

Murder in your song

Song of a mean man

Lovers come and gone

Oh Melancholy Rose

Oh Melancholy Rose

Come souls' midnight

We’ll both sail away

Leaving red sunsets

To end our passion play

Bitter allows

Tingles on the tongue

Body and soul

Lovers come and gone

Oh Melancholy Rose

Oh Melancholy Rose

Always running away

Black Sobraine hair

Turning cigarette ash grey

Sprawled across troubled beds

Hands outstretched

Reaching for the pills

In lonely rundown motels

Life, love, men

Dust to dust

Disaster after disaster

Must be some dark kiss on your lips

A promise of heaven or hell in your song

Tomorrow it’ll all be gone be gone

Oh Melancholy Rose

Lovers come and gone

Oh Melancholy Rose

Love has come and gone

Oh Melancholy Rose

Murder in your song