"Little Rough Rhinestone (Live At The Royal Festival Hall)" lyrics
Marc Almond & Chris Braide Lyrics
Little rough rhinestone, where will your love go today?
Sometimes you think you had none to start with anyway
You will lose the deep pools
And the blues will cloud up
Your frightened little eyes
And the cold comes to claim you inside
You sit writing letters to imaginary friends
That you left behind in your mind
The deep dark red doorways call
To a limbo of loneliness
Where a million rhinestones sit and cry
I never knew sorrow could hit me this way
I once had a friend but he moved away
And even my mother, when she turned on me
Couldn't put emotion like this in me
Fist into glass into head (someone else's head)
They beat you up so badly that your eyes
Show the look of the nearly dead
The wagon will come and scoop up
What's left of the sorry debris
And you'll take the place of a
Hundred other little Johnny's
That went the very same way
I never knew sorrow could hit me this way
I once had a friend but he moved away
And even my mother, when she turned on me
Couldn't put emotion like this in me
Sometimes you think you had none to start with anyway
You will lose the deep pools
And the blues will cloud up
Your frightened little eyes
And the cold comes to claim you inside
You sit writing letters to imaginary friends
That you left behind in your mind
The deep dark red doorways call
To a limbo of loneliness
Where a million rhinestones sit and cry
I never knew sorrow could hit me this way
I once had a friend but he moved away
And even my mother, when she turned on me
Couldn't put emotion like this in me
Fist into glass into head (someone else's head)
They beat you up so badly that your eyes
Show the look of the nearly dead
The wagon will come and scoop up
What's left of the sorry debris
And you'll take the place of a
Hundred other little Johnny's
That went the very same way
I never knew sorrow could hit me this way
I once had a friend but he moved away
And even my mother, when she turned on me
Couldn't put emotion like this in me
Writer(s): Marc Almond, David James Ball
