Mary Laura Marling

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 your 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
And I said
Oh please don't lie
It makes me cry in bed
Oh I said
Please don't lie
It makes me cry in bed
She said shut your mouth
You don't know what your talking about

Oh 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 well it comforts me
Oh well it comforts me
Oh well it comforts me
Oh well it comforts me