Lyrics: David Bowie. The Buddha Of Suburbia. Untitled No. 1.

In mornings she's so regal like the valley sighs
In the chilly sea that killed her real slow
Now we're swimming up farther with the doll by our sides
Fill the cup with these sleepy souls

Sleepy Kapoor
It's clear that some things never take
Sleepy Kapoor
Please, steal these tears
Sleepy Kapoor

She will feel like at tea, make me laugh all along
Where sex feels like sex only brought upon
Oh lady, oh baby, maybe I'll live my lies alone
Jesus, up here, near me, all up, up above, oh

Sleepy Kapoor
It's clear that some things never
Sleepy Kapoor
Please, steal these tears
Sleepy Kapoor

Sleepy Kapoor
Sleepy Kapoor
Sleepy Kapoor
Sleepy Kapoor

Please steal these tears

Sleepy Kapoor
It's clear that some things never take
Sleepy Kapoor
It's clear that some things never

Sleepy Kapoor
Please, steal these tears
Sleepy Kapoor
Some thing has
Never never