"My Dearest Love"
(Morrissey/Alain Whyte)

 

These words are transcribed without permission the way they appear in the "Swords" album. Additions to the printed lyrics are in darker text while omissions are striken out.

These tears I'm wailing
I spill not without reason
   remove them
my dearest love
my...
Take me to the place I've been dreaming of
where the grotesquely lonely
meet the grotesquely lonely
and they whisper
just very softly:
"please be my mine, dearest love
 be my dearest love."
 be my dearest love
I have hung on, hung on, hung on for one hundred years
for someone to shake me, someone to take wake me
if necessary someone to break me
my dearest love
my dearest love
my dearest love
my dearest love
my dearest love
my dearest love