Freckles

The freckles on your arms
 Like frosted tips of blades of grass
 We let you eat out
 Golden skin
 The freckles on your nose
 When you wrinkle it, I suppose
 I'm in trouble now
 I'm in trouble now
 I'm in trouble now
 Keys in the ignition
 Tell me now who you are wishin'
 To be free of now
 To be free of now
 To be free of now
 Will you go from me?
 Will you drive out to the sea?
 Will you wait for me?
 Will you wait for me?
 Will you wait for me?
 Should he know [?]
 The broken orange circlet
 Not forgotten yet
 Not forgotten yet
 Not forgotten yet
 Will you go from me?
 Will you drive out to the sea?
 Will you wait for me?
 Will you wait for me?
 Will you wait for me?
 Will you wait for me?
 Will you wait?
 Will you wait? Will you wait? Will you wait?
 Will you wait? Will you wait? Will you wait?
 Will you wait for me?
 Will you wait?
 Will you wait? Will you wait? Will you wait?
 Will you wait? Will you wait? Will you wait?
 Will you wait for me?
 Will you wait?
 Will you wait? Will you wait? Will you wait?
 Will you wait? Will you wait? Will you wait?
 Will you wait for me?
 Will you wait? Will you wait? Will you wait?
 Will you wait? Will you wait? Will you wait?
 Will you wait for me?
 Will you wait?