The beautiful South...

I need a little time To think it over I need a little space Just on my own I need a little time To find my freedom I need a little
Funny how quick the milk turns sour Isn't it, isn't it Your face has been looking like that for hours Hasn't it, hasn't it Promises, promises turn to dust Wedding bells just turn to rust Trust into mistrust
I need a little room To find myself I need a little space To work it out I need a little room All alone I need a little
You need a little room for your big head Don't you, don't you You need a little space for a thousand beds Won't you, won't you Lips that promise - fear the worst Tongue so sharp the bubble bursts Just into unjust
I've had a little time To find the truth Now I've had a little room To check what's wrong I've had a little time And I still love you I've had a little
You had a little time And you had a little fun Didn't you, didn't you While you had yours Do you think I had none Do you, do you The freedom that you wanted bad Is yours for good I hope you're glad Sad into unsad
I had a little time To think it over Had a little room To work it out I found a little courage To call it off
I've had a little time