Roger Waters - 4.47 AM (The Remains of Our Love) lyrics

I just cowered in the corner

My pyjama coat over my head

And she smiled as she finished her sandwich

And her cold eyes fixed me to my dark history

As she brushed the remains

Of our love from the bed

And when she had turned back the covers

When all of the prayers had been read

She said, come on over here you silly boy

Before you catch your death of cold

I was only joking

Let's leave behind the city grime

Let's not compete

It could be fine in the country

Couldn't it though..e on lets go

I said, OK

[Young Child:] "Are we going to go now?"

[Jade:] "Where would you like to go darling?"

[Wife:] "Mmm...Vermont...Wyoming."

[Jade:] "Wyoming...huh....Children!"

[Children:] "What?"

[Jade:] "We're going to Wyoming

Darling...Which way is Wyoming?"

[Wife:] "Hook a right here

You're going the wrong way."

[Jade:] "I know that

I know children...

Let's see how many...Volvos we pass

On the way to our new life in the country

...One

[Wife:] "Jade, don't do that, that's really negative."