Florence Berlin

You are my grandfather's son And for that reason I need you near And on my inside I'm haggard And on some insides there are vultures If they begin to ravage your love Don't cower Or run for cover Don't feel bad you've got a [???] Smother them I can't say whether I believe heart's are cultured I can't say whether I can or whether it matters Maybe hearts are better, better bitter Battered, filthy, vulgar Maybe that's why the broken lonely ones Hold on a little longer But all I know All I know All I know All I know And all I know And all I know Cause I want to see you I want to see you I want to see you I want to see you And I want to see you And I want to see all those countries Baby I'm my own mother I'll always take care of my brother But you are my family, not too How I loved you then How I will How I do How I do