Honeymoon Child Lyrics - Fisherman's Woman - Emiliana Torrini

You are true honeymoon child 

Conceived on an island in the sun 

Heals dug in the white sand 

Loved and adored from day one 

Raised in a wild space 

Between two hearts 

With the vines climb trees towards the light 

Running naked, dragging a kite 

Or your dress on a string 

You bring up the soft side in everyone 

We gather like ravens 

On a rusty scythe 

Just to watch 

Such a little dove 

Just to watch 

Such a little dove 

Fly away 

Mr. Bones from town said he saw you the other day 

He said you changed but he wouldn't say how 

Well it can always turn 

Yeh, it can always turn 

A wing can always turn