Catherine

<br>Catherine De Barra you`ve murdered my thinking<br>I gave you my heart, you left the thing stinking<br>I`d break from your spell if it weren`t for my drinking<br>And the wind bites more bitter with each light of morning<br>I envy the road, the ground you tread under<br>I envy the wind, your hair riding over<br>I envy the pillow your head rests and slumbers,<br>I envy to murderous envy your lover<br>`til the light shines on me<br>I damn to hell every second you breathe<br>I envy...<br>Oh my Catherine<br>for your eyes smiling<br>and your mouth singing<br>with time I`d have won you<br>with wile I`d have won you<br>or your mouth singing