Mary

Oh the cold wet wind blew over the heather
You wrote Charlie and Mary for forever
On the back of a rock
That you picked up on the way
And in that perfect moment
I nearly ruined it
By saying I love you
And nearly meaning it
But you know I would never waste those words
Oh when I last saw Mary
She lied and said it was her birthday
I said
Please don't lie
Oh it makes me cry in bed
I said
Please don't lie
Oh it makes me cry in bed
And she said
Shut your mouth
You don't know what you're talking about

I love the way that your hair is always neat
And your skirts fall below your knees
And your love is so pure and so sweet

Oh, it comforts me (x4)

I love the way that you're always surprised
Oh, to find truth in all my lies
'Cos you trust me and ignore my disguise

Oh, it comforts me (x4)

But there's no need to play with my heart