She will ask for your eyes Even if she has to mime On her tongue lies a lime And it stings, and it stings She is salt in the dark And she screams like a lark She prays that she's left her mark On his heart, on his heart But he smiles and he grins And she knows she cannot win That her love must be a sin And she'll burn, and she'll burn She sees his flags waving But to him its all the same She hears the thunder calling And it calls her by her name