Time Is written on your face And the cold white arms of memory embrace you Love Is all we lay to waste Now it’s only lips of loneliness that taste you Oh god you were beautiful Oh god you were beautiful Oh god Mad Shelley’s letterbox is full of birthday cards Me I never left the room The lightbulb that shone down on me was gloomy I could read you by the moon The way you looked at me I thought you knew me Oh god you were beautiful Oh god you were beautiful Oh god Mad Shelley’s letterbox is full of birthday cards Mad Shelley’s letterbox is full of birthday cards (Special delivery from mad Shelley) What Could anybody say Except in hindsight this was bound to happen When two souls collide this way There’s no compartment they can find a map in I don’t know what your mind is thinking your mind’s not in your heart Oh god you were beautiful Oh god you were beautiful Oh god Mad Shelley’s letterbox is full of birthday cards Mad Shelley’s letterbox is full of birthday cards Mad Shelley’s letterbox is full of birthday cards Ahhhhhhh Ahhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhh