When I come to terms to terms with this When I come to terms with this When I come to terms to terms with this My world will change for me I haven't moved since the call came Since the call came I haven't moved I stare at the wall knowing on the other side The storm that waits for me Then the Seated Woman with a Parasol May be the only one you can't betray If I'm the Seated Woman with a Parasol I will be safe in my frame I have no need for a sea view For a sea view I have no need I have my little pleasures This wall being one of these When I come to terms to terms with this When I come to terms with this When I come to terms with this whip lash of silk on wool embroidery Then the Seated Woman with a Parasol May be the only one you can't betray If I'm the Seated Woman with a Parasol I will be safe in my frame I will be safe In my frame In your house In your frame