Salome Lyrics - Cousteau

So this is not the place 

And these are not the times 

I hear my bell a-tollin' 

Now the stars begin to shine 

Salome, Salome I... 

Salome the love we made 

Between us 

Has become the hunted kind 

And I recall I surrendered 

I saw you dancing barefoot 

In the garbage and the leaves 

And we were small, worn and tender 

Salome the games we played 

Woke the dogs 

Who prey on me 

Prey on me 

'Cause Salome, Salome maybe 

Salome maybe between you and me 

We'd have made some history 

Salome, Salome I... 

Salome if it's all the same 

Whatever did become of me, of me... 

And I'll be there, I'll wait for you 

I'm hearing in the distance 

There's a bird that calls my name 

'Cause Salome, I adored you 

Salome the very flame 

That licked us 

Has become fair game 

Fair game...