I was driving across the burning desert
When i spotted six jet planes
Leaving six white vapor trails across the bleak terrain
It was the hexagram of the heavens
It was the strings of my guitar
Amelia, it was just a false alarm
The drone of flying engines
Is a song so wild and blue
It scrambles time and seasons if it gets thru to you
Then your life becomes a travelogue
Of picture-post-card-charms
Amelia, it was just a false alarm
People will tell you where they’ve gone
They’ll tell you where to go
But till you get there yourself you never really know
Where some have found their paradise
Other’s just come to harm
Oh amelia, it was just a false alarm
I wish that he was here tonight
It’s so hard to obey
His sad request of me to kindly stay away
So this is how i hide the hurt
As the road leads cursed and charmed
I tell amelia, it was just a false alarm
A ghost of aviation
She was swallowed by the sky
Or by the sea, like me she had a dream to fly
Like icarus ascending
On beautiful foolish arms
Amelia, it was just a false alarm
Maybe i’ve never really loved
I guess that is the truth
I’ve spent my whole life in clouds at icy altitude
And looking down on everything
I crashed into his arms
Amelia, it was just a false alarm
I pulled into the cactus tree motel
To shower off the dust
And i slept on the strange pillows of my wanderlust
I dreamed of 747s
Over geometric farms
Dreams, amelia, dreams and false alarms
Daddy says "come and sit on my knee"
Daddy says "you’re the only girl for me"
‘cos amelia, "you’re daddy’s favourite girl"
Amelia, "daddy loves his little girl"
Daddy comes in the dark of night
Daddy say "don’t be scared, it’ll be alright"
Amelia, "daddy hates to see you cry"
Amelia, "you’re the apple of daddy’s eye"
Daddy says "dry your tears and give me a smile"
Daddy says "if you’re good i’ll hold you awhile"
‘cos amelia, "you’re daddy’s precious girl"
Amelia, "daddy loves to love his little girl"
"daddy, tell me daddy,
Is this really love?"
Daddy says "don’t tell mama what i did to you"
Daddy says "if you do i’ll beat you black and blue"
‘cos amelia, "you make daddy feel like a man"
Amelia, "daddy loves you more than mummy can"
"daddy, tell me, daddy
How can you call this love?"
Amelia
Damn your daddy to hell
Daddy says ‘Come and sit on my knee’
Daddy says ‘You’re the only girl for me’
‘Cos Amelia, ‘You’re Daddy’s favourite girl’
Amelia, ‘Daddy loves his little girl’
Daddy comes in the dark of night
Daddy say ‘Don’t be scared, it’ll be alright’
Amelia, ‘Daddy hates to see you cry’
Amelia, ‘You’re the apple of Daddy’s eye’
Daddy says ‘Dry your tears and give me a smile’
Daddy says ‘If you’re good I’ll hold you awhile’
‘Cos Amelia, ‘You’re daddy’s precious girl’
Amelia, ‘Daddy loves to love his little girl’
‘Daddy, tell me Daddy,
Is this really love?’
Daddy says ‘Don’t tell Mama what I do to you’
Daddy says ‘If you do I’ll beat you black and blue’
‘Cos Amelia, ‘You make Daddy feel like a man’
Amelia, ‘Daddy loves you more than Mummy can’
‘Daddy, tell me, Daddy,
How can you call this love?’
Amelia
Damn your Daddy to hell
I was driving across the burning desert
When i spotted six jet planes
Leaving six white vapor trails across the bleak terrain
It was the hexagram of the heavens
It was the strings of my guitar
Amelia, it was just a false alarm
The drone of flying engines
Is a song so wild and blue
It scrambles time and seasons if it gets thru to you
Then your life becomes a travelogue
Of picture-post-card-charms
Amelia, it was just a false alarm
People will tell you where they’ve gone
They’ll tell you where to go
But till you get there yourself you never really know
Where some have found their paradise
Other’s just come to harm
Oh amelia, it was just a false alarm
I wish that he was here tonight
It’s so hard to obey
His sad request of me to kindly stay away
So this is how i hide the hurt
As the road leads cursed and charmed
I tell amelia, it was just a false alarm
A ghost of aviation
She was swallowed by the sky
Or by the sea, like me she had a dream to fly
Like icarus ascending
On beautiful foolish arms
Amelia, it was just a false alarm
Maybe i’ve never really loved
I guess that is the truth
I’ve spent my whole life in clouds at icy altitude
And looking down on everything
I crashed into his arms
Amelia, it was just a false alarm
I pulled into the cactus tree motel
To shower off the dust
And i slept on the strange pillows of my wanderlust
I dreamed of 747s
Over geometric farms
Dreams, amelia, dreams and false alarms
Nunca vi fazer tanta exigência
Nem fazer o que você me faz
Você não sabe o que é consciência
Não vê que eu sou um pobre rapaz
Você só pensa em luxo e riqueza
Tudo que você vê você quer
Ai, meu deus que saudades da Amélia
Aquilo sim, é que era mulher.
Às vezes passava fome ao meu lado
E achava bonito não ter o que comer
E quando me via contrariado
Dizia “Meu Filho, que se há de fazer ?”
Amélia não tinha a menor vaidade
Amélia que era mulher de verdade