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This song is by Holly Beth Vincent and appears on the album Holly & The Italians (1982).

Take her things she'll let you
Selfishly she's well above
All the time she protects you
Now you're not the one she's thinking of

And she gets so down
In a sea she's drowning
And her love moves around
In a sea she's drowning

Take her time she'll abide you
Give her nought in return
Hungrily she goes looking
Everything she touches gets her burned

Presently she's existing
Formerly she was a dead girl
Left alone and forgotten
Trying hard to find something she'd won

Leave your things scattered around her
Practicing such restraint
But she'll find you and she'll get you
Even she's not one of God's damned saints

Written by:

Holly Beth Vincent