Brett Anderson - Blessed

With your mauve pillow
And your laddered tights,
With your neat covers
And your midnight eyes,
With your sisters in the suburbs,
With your ballerina's grace...

You smile and I am blessed
You laugh and I am possessed
You climb the clouds caress
Yes, I am blessed,
Yes, I am blessed.

With your grey denim
And your hosting life,
With your teeth missing
And you mystic eyes,
With your tenderness and trouble,
With your son against your breast...

You smile and I am blessed
You laugh and I am possessed
You climb the clouds caress
Yes, I am blessed,
Yes, I am blessed

You smile and I am blessed
You lie and I am dust
And you ride London's wilderness.
Yes, I am blessed,
Yes, I am blessed.

Oh...