She passed by my window

Nick Cave and the bad seeds

She passed by my window
 Her eyes were all aglow
 And bent to pick her glove she'd dropped
 From the bright and brittle snow

Nature had spoken it in the Spring
 With apple, plum and brand new pear
 Have you time for my company?
 No, I said, I have none to spare

You gotta sanctify my love
 You gotta sanctify my love
 You gotta sanctify my love
 I ain't no lover-boy

For apple, plum and brand new pear
 Soon wither on the ground
 She slapped the snow from off her glove
 And moved on without a sound

You gotta sanctify my love
 You gotta sanctify my love
 You gotta sanctify my love
 I ain't no lover-boy