Hong Kong - Epithets

If a could be the city of Hong Kong all wrapped up in one person just for you

Would your indecisive heart approve?

Well I get the feeling you’d resent me more for trying to second guess

Those things you won’t talk about

But there’s so little I can work with

Beside the blinking lights of the Baptist church I thought of you

And the typical thing to do would be to wonder what you’re doing now

But I’ve studied your file, I know your story word for word

And a million to one you’re still looking for yourself deep inside someone else

Do you really expect answers?

Oh, because my child of privilege

What, with all these beds you’re making

You’ll have to sleep in one eventually