No Time
We
Lay in each other's arms
Till someone knocked on the door and said, your time is up
I'm a lady of the land and you're a boy in your second hand
My love
And this rented room looks so barren in this light
And this rented room looks so barren in this light
I stroked your back so soft
While you kissed my mouth like I wasn't going to live that long
Now your coat lies on the bed and your body's in my head
(My head)
Yet it's time to meet the bridge ladies for tea
Yet it's time to meet the bridge ladies for tea
No time, no time
No time for one another
No time, no time at
At all
Warm in my knees inside your smile
Driving everyone away, far gone
We'll have scones and jam for tea, I'll have you yet, baby, wait and see
For I'm as wayward as southeaster leaves in June
For I'm as wayward as southeaster leaves in June
No time, no time
No time for one another
No time, no time
At all
For I'm as wayward as southeaster leaves in June
For I'm as wayward as southeaster leaves in June
Writer/s: PETER BAIKIE, WILLIE DOWLING
