My window pane is a little cracked One day I'll mend it wipe away my tracks I met a crab today in my backyard I tried to smile but it was too hard I watched that crab from way above From Beirut's mainland to the shores of Love
Her eyes are reelin' wheeling feeling through my mind
My name is Stanislas Her face is kind I'm going to take you Take you Take you Take you to my home Of faded purple and ancient gold
I could trim the garden if I felt inclined Or I could buy a dog and lead the blind Inside the kitchen or beside the fire It's much the same the flames don't get no higher
Her fingers touched me, stroked my eyes Run through my hair
My name is Stanislas Her face is kind Take me Take me Take me Take me to your home Of faded purple and ancient gold
My head is sore I've slept so bad I dreamt a whore sat on my table mat Perhaps my dreams are good to know But I feel so bad and my head hurts so
Your lips are moving turning curling into smiles
My name is Stanislas My name is Stanislas My name is Stanislas of that I'm sure My name is Stanislas of that I'm sure