Her love is like a candle: you light it up at night. Her heart is like a pack of cards: one chance to guess it right. Sometimes I do. She's got a tongue like a viper, but she can whisper like a dove. Soft touch like brushed velvet: till she hits you from above. And sometimes she does.
She leaves me breathing: down like a fallen log. Just when I feel like dancing I wake up sleeping with the dog. And it goes: (woof) sleeping with the dog.
I have to guess at the mysteries of her unfathomable soul. Guess when the time seems right To make a broken spirit whole And that time is due. c'm'on.
She leaves me breathing: down like a fallen log And just when I feel like dancing I wake up sleeping with the dog. And it goes: (woof) sleeping with the dog.
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