Sisyphus lyrics

Artist  : Wild strawberries 
Song : Sisyphus
 
I've seen your fame chase the wind like a tongue
on fire Self-portrait of a weather vane in windy
November turning My love moves me without moving
Thoughts escape and words elude me As Sisyphus
and Tantalus call my name Waiting for the day The
day when my love becomes my love Waiting for the
day the day when my love becomes my love Grains
of sand down the throat of a chapel choir Stains
on Claude Monet á la gare St. Lazarre My love
moves me without moving Thoughts escape and words
elude me As Sisyphus and Tantalus call my name
Roll the stone just a little higher Give the bird
just a little more grain For the hill by the
spire My love moves me without moving Thoughts
escape and words elude me As Sisyphus and
Tantalus call my name