Gentle Teardrops - Deacon Blue

There was ice and broken pavements on the hill tower

And the light was falling from the infirmary

And the last of the dogs was barking

At the steps from gentle teardrops and me

And I asked about her sister and her mother

And her uncle Tom serving on the sea

And her grampa’s gammy leg that kept him in his bed

And kept out gentle teardrops and me

And its a long way to keep up conversation

When your broken up over fish 'n' chips and peas

And the grease is on your arm

Like a girl you’ve never worn

Walking home gentle teardrops and me

It’s a cold cold night.

Its a cold cold night

And I won’t forget september is your birthday

And the prisons been paid up for fifteen weeks

And I’ll send it through to ease

You can take it as you please

With love the gentle teardrops from me

With love the gentle teardrops… from…me

Yes we’re rolling home… Ahh we’re rolling home

With gentle teardrops… Ahh we’re rolling home

With gentle teardrops