Tekst:
Jane can't tell me if her hands
Are trembling with emotion
Of grief or fear or joy
Jane looks down at her brown shoes
She knows that the shine upon them
Should please someone like you
Someone like you would like to take Jane off
To run on sands so white
To buy her boat trips if you could
And watch her drink tea
Jane can't tell me if her heart
Is racing with emotion
Of grief or fear or joy
Are trembling with emotion
Of grief or fear or joy
Jane looks down at her brown shoes
She knows that the shine upon them
Should please someone like you
Someone like you would like to take Jane off
To run on sands so white
To buy her boat trips if you could
And watch her drink tea
Jane can't tell me if her heart
Is racing with emotion
Of grief or fear or joy
