Music: Ella Hunt/Jimmy Hogarth
What a relief to get home,
Turn the page on the day,
Yeah I chose and I paid for it
And I’m still an optimist
What a relief to get home
Have a shower and play
“I’m your blue eyed baby”
I’m not a child but I have been lately
I’m your blue eyed baby
In a crisp white nightdress
Falling off the shoulder
Tearing at the edges
What a relief to get home
To a creature who says that she feels just like me
Two magnets, two bookends, two sides of the same street
I tell her I’m low and she smiles just to spite me
What a relief to get home
Kiss my bruises and say that I love them dearly
It’s not a game and I’ll go where they steer me
I’m your blue eyed baby
In a crisp white nightdress
Falling off the shoulder
Tearing at the edges
It doesn’t fall how it used to love
I darned the holes and I stitched it up
Would you say it still looks okay?
More than a figure in a shop display..
I’m your blue eyed baby
In a crisp white night dress
Falling off the shoulder
Tearing at the edges
I’m your blue eyed baby
I’m your blue eyed baby