The Steven Bradley

Oh, my dear

It's been so long since

I've had inspiration to write again

Oh, I hear

Such fancy illustrations

And commotion upon the wind

Hush, do you hear it?

So sweet and subtle it teases me

Amazes meit's so divine

It must be mine

Dear, oh dear

Why do you look upon me

With such grief and tormented eyes?

I just want to write this song for you

I hope you like it

Rise from bed

I'll get you cleaned and primmed

I've got a new dress for you to wear

Ooh, and shoes

I found your favorite necklace too

You have such beautiful hair

My, oh my you look as good as the day you died

Oh, who am I kidding?

You look even more alive

I can't wait to see you dance again

It will be splendid

It will be splendid

I just want to write this song for you I hope you like it

Whoa, darling look at it this way

It's all for you and I love the way

That this rhythm pulsates your skin

Why don't we get you up out of that cursed chair

'Cause I gotta feeling

I know just how to make you move

Gee, my dear

I must confess this mess was not intended

When I began

And I can feel the pain in your eyes growing

When you realize where you've been

Haven't felt this refreshed in so long

What's wrong

You cried oh no please no

Whoa, darling look at it this way

It's all for you and I love the way

That this rhythm pulsates your skin

Why don't we get you up out of that cursed chair

'Cause I gotta feeling

I know just how to make you move