Dido:
'bout a month ago,
I've never seen your face,
I've never heard your voice,
'bout a month ago.

I'm a careful hunter,
and I have to say,
before I found your love,
'bout a month ago.

For you my boy are the flowerstand man,
you brought such color to this place.
For you my boy are the flowerstand man,
with you I lay back.

I don't care if every river runs so dry,
I don't care if every species words and die,
I don't care about the [?],
I wouldn't notice if it wasn't there,
Oh no...

I don't care if we sell, go to Africa,
I don't care about a part tie,
I wouldn't notice if the park get better,
I don't care about the stuffen who've die.

Oh my boy when, oh, when you live in me,
I don't care 'bout anything but you.
Oh my boy when, oh, when you live in me,
I don't care 'bout anything but you.
Take me home... (3