Stumbling On Lyrics

Oh, my dear don't leave me here
In this god-forsaken place.
Was it me that broke my heart?
Did I have a heart to break?
It was laid in armour,
Covered in silver plate,
Done by me deliberately
If I had a heart to break.
A refugee has gone to sea,
For the need to be alone.
He took the breeze and memories
And left the rest at home.

Comes on the darkness
Evening stretched her cloak,
All over my steel guitarist
In a beautiful pea green boat.

Oh, my dear don't leave me here
In this god-forsaken place.
Was it me that broke my heart?
Did I have a heart to break?
It was laid in armour,
Covered in silver plate,
Done by me deliberately
If I had a heart to break.
Oh, my dear don't leave me here
In this god-forsaken place.
Was it me that broke my heart?
Did I have a heart to break?
It was laid in armour,
Covered in silver plate,
Done by me deliberately
If I had a heart to break.

Well I breathed in a sigh,
from a passer by
in a beautiful kingdom.
His eyes were dry,
he was tongue tied
in a foreign land.
You put your soul
in a beggar's bowl
people just walk on.
And you wonder why
when your heart has died,
that your feet go stumbling on.

Oh, my dear don't leave me here
In this god-forsaken place.
Was it me that broke my heart?
Did I have a heart to break?
It was laid in armour,
Covered in silver plate,
Done by me deliberately
If I had a heart to break.