Lyrics: Veronica
Is it all in that
pretty little head of yours?
What goes on in
that place in the dark?
Well I used to
know a girl and I could have sworn
that her name was
Veronica
Well she used to
have a carefree mind of her own
and a delicate
look in her eye
These days I'm
afraid she's not even sure if her
name is Veronica
Chorus:
Do you suppose,
that waiting hands on eyes,
Veronica has gone
to hide?
and all the time
she laughs at those who shout
her name and steal
her clothes.
Veronica,
Veronica, Veronica
Did the days drag
by? Did the favours wane?
Did he roam down
the town all the while?
did you wake from
your dream, with a wolf at
the door, reaching
out for Veronica
Well it was all of
sixty-five years ago
When the world was
the street where she lived
And a young man
sailed on a ship in the sea
With a picture of
Veronica
On the
"Empress of India
And as she closed
her eyes upon the world and
picked upon the
bones of last week's news
She spoke his name
out loud again
Chorus:
Do you suppose,
that waiting hands on eyes,
Veronica has gone
to hide?
and all the time
she laughs at those who shout
her name and steal
her clothes.
Veronica,
Veronica, Veronica
Veronica sits in
her favorite chair
She sits very
quiet and still
And they call her
a name that they never get right
and if they don't
then nobody else will
But she used to
have a carefree mind of her own
with a devilish
look in her eye
saying you can
call me anything you like
but my name is
Veronica
Chorus:
Do you suppose,
that waiting hands on eyes,
Veronica has gone
to hide?
and all the time
she laughs at those who shout
her name and steal
her clothes.
Veronica,
Veronica, Veronica
