Vale Patrick

From your fans worldwide and a poem from Ms P:

'Skies Full Of Betty Blue'

She painted her lips a ruby red
Said 'Je t’aim baby it’s got to give'
With her bag full of decoration
She’s on her way
Telling you to plant the tree
From Christmas day

She’s a women
A child so much more
She’s a lover
A mother so much more
Your heart apart she tore
Your heart apart it tore

Her skies full of Betty Blue
Fell apart in front of you
Like a sax that kills your heart
She left you dying in the dark

Belladonna you cry out
You’re the drug I can’t
Live without
Now you’re crawling, crying,
In the dark
Looking for the pieces of
Your heart
Well femme fatale she’s taken
Them away
She left you to die
In the light of day

Vale Patrick

From your fans worldwide and a poem from Ms P:

'Skies Full Of Betty Blue'

She painted her lips a ruby red
Said 'Je t’aim baby it’s got to give'
With her bag full of decoration
She’s on her way
Telling you to plant the tree
From Christmas day

She’s a women
A child so much more
She’s a lover
A mother so much more
Your heart apart she tore
Your heart apart it tore

Her skies full of Betty Blue
Fell apart in front of you
Like a sax that kills your heart
She left you dying in the dark

Belladonna you cry out
You’re the drug I can’t
Live without
Now you’re crawling, crying,
In the dark
Looking for the pieces of
Your heart
Well femme fatale she’s taken
Them away
She left you to die
In the light of day