Camden Town Rain

she's pretty on the inside, she's pretty on the outside, i hope she's got the heart to back it up. she's gotta a whole whole lot of style she's got everything I lack she stole my dawn before my day began - let her keep it, i don't want it back. she's your sister, you're her brother, don't ask for any other. she's your best friend and your lover she don't fade. she's got your smile in her locket as she's walking in the Camden Town rain. she's easy to look at but still so hard to see. snow white tan - she'll bitch at her fans in a dress from Agnes B. and i was sleepin' on some bus while she was sleeping in your arms. she's got Four seasons and Hyatts, while all i got at daybreak was a view from a greyhound. but if east is east and west is west i double dare you don't confess the heaven's shoe he promised you is often less than what you get and what you might have expected. so i guess i'll end it here, cause your love for her is clear. the wedding ring, and lovely things to keep throughout the years. and there's nothing left to say and there's nothing left to do but keep in mind, from time to time, i'll always think the world of you.