Franoise Hardy — Tiny Goddess

[Verse 1] Tiny goddess wrapped in lace That certain smile upon your face Is telling me What's to be when he leaves [Verse 2] In a room just five foot eight I sit alone and I will wait To hear from him To wait for him to call me [Bridge] Don't let him humour me With letters I won't read Please sympathise with me If only you could speak [Verse 3] Photograph that's in my case Will travel with me, every place Reminding me What to be for his love [Verse 4] Orchards smell of sweet perfume The mountainside is now in bloom And I am here Waiting for his company [Bridge] Don't let him humour me With letters I won't read The clock's at half-past three It's stopped to wake like me [Verse 5] Tiny goddess wrapped in lace That certain smile upon your face Is telling me What's to be when he leaves [Verse 6] In a room just five foot eight I sit alone and I will wait To hear from him To wait for him to call me [Outro]