With your mauve Pillow And your laddered tights With your neat Covers And your midnight Eyes With your sisters in The suburbs With your ballerina's Grace You smile and I am blessed You laugh and I am possessed You climb The clouds caress Yes I am blessed Yes I am blessed With your grey Denim And your hostile life With your teeth Missing And your mystic eyes With your tenderness And trouble With your son Against your breast You smile and I am blessed You laugh and I am possessed You climb The clouds caress Yes I am blessed Yes I am blessed You smile and I am blessed You lie and I am dust And you ride London's wilderness Yes I am blessed Yes I am blessed