On Longing - Holly Throsby

This is all my fault

I have many things done wrong

I’ve been longing for a dove

Or an olive in a cup

I’m so sorry

Sorry love

I want us to make up

I blush, I blush

Don’t envy me none

I’ve been longing for a gun

Or an awning to hang from

I’m so sorry, sorry love

That some dawns

I want to be gone

But then the sun goes up and up

And I am lying in it some

I’ve been longing for someone

They will come in and I’ll sit up

They’ll say «Sorry, sorry love

Whatever took me so long?»