Pitch the Baby - Cocteau Twins

Here, too, have to have been to care for ya Only no-one to love missed his friend

Pitch the baby should be their murmur

Slip me home as we seal us in You and that land which one dresh (?) are leaving

Hold me onto a mess a plenty

Me and that land should grow, end to a hard part

Meant a christmas thats me and a friend

I only want to love you

I only want to love you

Here, too, have to have been to care for me I only want to love you

Im heart, and in space the plane

On fill our hearts ascension (inside you)

Its heft driven since the urge

To sell the place isnt very, very, very big

Im heart, and in space the plane

On fill our hearts ascension

(I only want to love you)

Its heft driven since the urge

To sell the place isnt very, very, very big