I Something You - Robyn Hitchcock

I something you

As the nights get older

I something you

As if you couldn’t see

In the best years of my life

At least I haven’t got a wife

I something you

You what not me

I something you

As the dead things molder

In Leicester Square

That’s the place to be

After all these ruined years

Let me realize your fears

I something you

You what not me

In this kind of song

Middle bits are so predictable

But you came along

You were not at all predictable

I didn’t think

You’d be like this

I didn’t think

You’d be like this

Well, I didn’t even think

That you’d be like this

That you’d be like this

That I’d feel like this, but

I something you

As the nights get colder

And you heat up

And you are next to me

In the twilight of this world

You are my Dutch, Australian

Hungarian, Jewish girl

I something you

You what not me

I something you

You something me