Birmingham To Blackhorse Road We W

Birmingham to Blackhorse Road we wandered,
Through the smoke and the haze of the winter.
Birmingham to Blackhorse Road we wandered,
Singing songs, singing songs of the summer.

I met you at the change of the century.
Lay your diamond hands,
Lay your hands on me.

On my way, on my way through the gardens.
I cried foul at my love gone forever.
Beyond the fence there were men breaking horses,
Breaking horses in the cruelest of weather.

I met you at the change of the century.
Lay your diamond hands,
Lay your hands on me.

I met you at the change of the century.
Lay your diamond hands,
Lay your hands on me.