Honeymoon Suite Lyrics

Honeymoon Suite lyrics

the ceiling had a painting on it

 in our room in France

 so we were living underneath 

 some angels in a dance

 

 my husband was not feeling well

 and so we went to bed

 he woke up complaining

 of an aching in his head

 

 he said a hundred people

 had come through our room that night

 that one by one the old and young

 asked if he was all right

 

 one by one the old and young

 lined up to touch his hand

 he spent the night explaining

 they had come to the wrong man

 

 the concierge was less than helpful

 when we asked her the next day

 with coffee and a magazine

 we went to the desk to pay

 

 "what happened in that room?" he asked

 "a death or something strange?"

 she smiled at him politely

 and returned to him his change

 

 well, what I'd like to know

 and this will be a mystery,

 is with all the people in that room

 why none appeared to me?

 

 when we sleep so close together that

 our hair becomes entwined

 I must have missed that moment

 in the gateway to his mind