I suppose you've never seen me
Dressed in black from head to toe
Hear my words now and believe me

Lest you hear I told you so
Call the merchants to behold me
I write my name between their sheets

I feed sugar to their ponies
How I love to be the thief
Now the sunflowers in the pavement

Turn their backs upon my deeds
Even though I know I'm pretty
They just stare down at the weeds

Tell the trees they ought not shade me
I will pilfer every leaf
Even in the highest branches

You can find the lowest thief
I am laughing at the funeral
While the mourners weep and sing

You confront me by the body
And ask me where I've put his things
So come and crush my tiny fingers

Make a necklace of my teeth
Mail my ear to Barcelona
I will always be the thief

For some things you are not born with
And some things you can't achieve
Life is full of stolen moments

And I will always be the thief