The Thief Lyrics - Singles - Huntwork Hewitt

I suppose you've never seen me 

Dressed in black from head to toe 

Hear my words now and believe me 

Lest you hear I told you so 

Call the merchants to behold me 

I write my name between their sheets 

I feed sugar to their ponies 

How I love to be the thief 

Now the sunflowers in the pavement 

Turn their backs upon my deeds 

Even though I know I'm pretty 

They just stare down at the weeds 

Tell the trees they ought not shade me 

I will pilfer every leaf 

Even in the highest branches 

You can find the lowest thief 

I am laughing at the funeral 

While the mourners weep and sing 

You confront me by the body 

And ask me where I've put his things 

So come and crush my tiny fingers 

Make a necklace of my teeth 

Mail my ear to Barcelona 

I will always be the thief 

For some things you are not born with 

And some things you can't achieve 

Life is full of stolen moments 

And I will always be the thief