Great Western Wind catches in your Celtic hair
Flicks it round your face like flames around the sun
In the bright cold air you seem as innocent and fair

As Rita Tushingham in 1961

Well, Lindsey Wells

How I wish that I could feel so good
I wish that I could be as good as you
Well, Lindsey Wells

How I wish that I could feel the good
Beyond the poison in us like you do


LP records in your little hands
Put them on your little dansette for a dance
All those men sing you'll never walk alone

But you'll never let them break your little heart.

Well, Lindsey Wells

How I wish that I could feel so good
I wish that I could be as good as you
Well, Lindsey Wells

How I wish that I could feel the good
Beyond the poison in us like you do


If you have some sort of secret
If you need someone to tell
You can tell me

Because my memory
Always fails
I will forget

And your secret
Will remain
Yes the secret

The secret
Will remain


Well, Lindsey Wells
How I wish that I could feel so good
I wish that I could be as good as you

Well, Lindsey Wells
How I wish that I could feel the good
Beyond the poison in us like you do