Well Well, Hum. Hum hum, hum. Baby tell me what's the matter, hum. Did I step into your toes, hum. We're afraid of one another. And these days anything goes.
Wonder what she looks like. Wonder how she smells. Wonder what she's wearing. In the deep of herself. Wander what she tastes like. With what flavour she will come.
You say time will set us free. We sure could use a new direction. Our friends are lost and so are we. We're left on hold, there's no connection. . Darling, ooh, well, it takes a lot of love to let it go.
What seed will grow and last. Penetrate the piles of trash. Oh child, when everything you know. Is images of broken dreams. Scattered hearts and vicious schemes.
She calls as she wakes up. in a motel. somewhere someplace. I don't know. She sighs, she moans. about the changing colours. in her mind. Like falling in a picture.
Sunday morning, you wake up. This might be the perfect day. You turn to me and whisper. And I agree to what you say. . In every little move we make. In every single way we come together.
Down at the chambers she waves at the waiter. while talking about a play that she read.. She is painting her words like some old Russian poet. forgotten of course, but ahead..
What a pretty thing to say?. What a pretty thought to think?. When the nights is closin' in. We star together. . And it's a never-ending show. It's the everlasting dream.
Caught the mystic in your eyes. Black as ink and dark as night. You run your fingers through my hair. But our eyes speak what my mouth won't dare to say.
You say it's solid poetry. It's what you want to see some sensuality. When you cry, I just can't prove you wrong. No I just play along I guess it turns you on.
Ladies and gentlemen. Here comes the million dollar face. She's the candle, a little suicidal. She talks to Jesus about where to go. . Now she's invited to the cradle.
We look a trip, on a train. somewhere in between the mountain. and the valley she said, come to me. I sing for you a song, remember me. before I'm gone I will set you free.
Anywhere with you tonight. Any place you like to go. Finger tips like satellites. Baby it's a private show. So tell me what you want. Tell me what you need.
One taste of that lovely spice. The flavor of you, honey drop sweet. One taste and no thinkin' twice. Tonight as lover we meet. . One touch of those tender lips.
Days in a dream, sleepy and sunny. My lips to your mouth for that sweet taste of honey. Well, your faith is strong and bullet proof. As my heart is weak and intoxicated by the spirit of you.
In a city of cream, we're floating by. Like creeps and tars under neon skies. In colors of green, scarlet and blue. She's taking my hand leading me to.
Soul sister with your ragged jeans. and your washed out coat. How I wish that you were here tonight. We sit and talk until the break of dawn,. and then we kiss so slow.
Staring at a photograph of where we used to be. When the sky was bright and crystal clear. And life was just a breeze. Oh well, now something's taking you over.
Sister, my head of creation. On the last train leaving the station. We got vast love, no destination. Tonight, we'll be forever, baby. . Sister, my head of resistance.
Seven days away. Think, I thought I heard you say. Where I want to be. Is with you, my sweet mystery. . Seven days ahead. For a week I stay in bed. Now where I want to be.