Lover, You Should've Come Over (Live at Olympia, Paris, France - July 1995)

Looking out the door, I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners

Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water

Maybe I'm too young to keep good love from going wrong

But tonight, you are on my mind so you'll never know

You never know

Every inch of me is full of pain, oh, you should've come over

My broken bones can smell the rain and they're aching to be covered, oh

And the rain, I wanna come down fast like kisses on my skin

But it passed me by, and it left me dry

Oh, lover, you should've come over

Broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it

Where're you tonight, child? You know how much I need you

Too young to hold on, and too old to break free and run

Oh, too old to run

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, lover, you should've come over

Will I wait? Will I burn?

Will I ever see your sweet return?

Oh, lover, you should've come over

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah

Lonely is the room, the bed is made

Open window lets the rain in

Burning in the corner is the only one who wants you with him

My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come

It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder

It's never over, all my riches for her smiles

When I slept so soft against her

It's never over, all my blood for the memories

And the sweetness of her laughter

It's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever

Or maybe I'm too young

To keep good love from going wrong, oh, mm

Oh, ha-ha, mm

Oh, lover, you should've come over

Will I wait? Will I burn?

Will I ever see your return?

Oh, lover, you should've come over, over, over!

Thank you