Yeah, yeah
Well, well
I took a walk down to the port
Where strangers meet and do consort
All blinkered with desire
And a winter fog moved thickly on
A winter fog moved thickly on
A winter fog moved thickly on
Now, who will be the witness
When the fog's too thick to see
And I saw a friend beside a wall
Her hands were raised in supplication
And her face I could not see at all
And I raised my hands in rage
And brought them down again
And we entered through the eastern door
And I entered through the eastern door
And she entered through the eastern door
Now, who will be the witness
When you're all to blind to see
O yes, yes, yes
And time gets somewhat muddled here
But no matter, no matter
Here come the events all tumbling down
Now, beyond the wall was a great garden
Into which we passed
Me and my friend
And the place was all overgrown with weeds
And behold from its centre there rose a great fountain
The fountain with the healing waters
And we knelt down by the rim
And I dipped my hand in
And she dipped her hand in too
And I said ";Are you healed?";
And she said ";Well are you healed?";
And I said ";Yes, I'm healed";
And she said ";Well, yes I'm healed then too";
And I said ";Babe, you are a liar";
";Babe, you are a liar";
";Babe, you are a liar, too";
Now, who will be the witness
When you're all to healed to see
And I kissed her once, I kissed her twice