Kate Bush - It Hurts Me Lyrics
Slipping past the chimney-pots,Down among the ashes, away from old times--Why must I self-indulge in memories?I should be celebrating to a moving melody,But it hurts me, it hurts me,Honey, honey, it hurts me.And I'm feeling like a waltz,Growing old, - old, old, old, old.I was fiery but you put me out.I was always one for loving and leaving.I like to think I was immune to romance.I should be laughing at some good old comedy.Oh, but it hurts me, it hurts me.Honey, honey, it hurts me.And I'm feeling like a waltz -If you laughed at me, I'd laugh too.Waltz, don't you know that I'd be really breakin-ing.L'amour--marche avec un etranger.I shouldn't care, you're not my darling anymore,But it hurts me, it hurts me,Honey, honey, honey, honey.And I'm feeling like a waltz,Growing old, old, old, old, old