Lyric Catherine

Catherine De Barra, you ve murdered my thinking
I gave you my heart, you left the thing stinking
I d break from your spell if it weren t for my drinking
And the wind bites more bitter with each light of morning.
I envy the road, the ground you tread under,
I envy the wind, your hair riding over,
I envy the pillow your head rests and slumbers,
I envy to murderous envy your lover
til the light shines on me
I damn to hell every second you breath
I envy
Oh my Catherine
For your eyes smiling
And your mouth singing
With time I d have won you
With wile I d have won you
For your mouth singing