Your lips are nettles
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter’s liquid
But your body’s pine
bạn tình yêu all sailors
But hate the beach
bạn say come touch me
But you’re always out of reach
In the dark bạn tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the màu tím hour
Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back’s a meadow
Covered in snow
Your thighs are thistles
And hot-house grapes
bạn breathe your sweet breath
And have me wait
In the dark bạn tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the màu tím hour
I turn the lights out
I clean the sheets
bạn change the station
Turned up the heat
And now you’re sitting
Upon your chair
You’ve got me Công chúa tóc mây up
Inside your beautiful black hair
In the dark bạn tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the màu tím hour
In the dark bạn tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the màu tím hour
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter’s liquid
But your body’s pine
bạn tình yêu all sailors
But hate the beach
bạn say come touch me
But you’re always out of reach
In the dark bạn tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the màu tím hour
Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back’s a meadow
Covered in snow
Your thighs are thistles
And hot-house grapes
bạn breathe your sweet breath
And have me wait
In the dark bạn tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the màu tím hour
I turn the lights out
I clean the sheets
bạn change the station
Turned up the heat
And now you’re sitting
Upon your chair
You’ve got me Công chúa tóc mây up
Inside your beautiful black hair
In the dark bạn tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the màu tím hour
In the dark bạn tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the màu tím hour
I've waited a hundred years
And I'd wait a million thêm for you
Nothing prepared me for of the privilege of being yours, I do
If I had only felt the warmth within your touch
If I had only seen how bạn smile when bạn blush
hoặc how bạn curl your lip when bạn concentrate enough
But I would have known what I was living for all along
What I've been living for
Your tình yêu is my turning page
Only the sweetest words remain
Every Kiss is a cursive line
Every touch is a redefining phrase
I surrender who I've been for who bạn are
For nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart
If I had only felt how it feels to be yours
I would have known what I've been living for all along
What I've been living for
Though we're tethered to the story we must tell
When I saw bạn well I knew we'd tell it well
With the whisper we will tame the vicious scenes
Like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees
And I'd wait a million thêm for you
Nothing prepared me for of the privilege of being yours, I do
If I had only felt the warmth within your touch
If I had only seen how bạn smile when bạn blush
hoặc how bạn curl your lip when bạn concentrate enough
But I would have known what I was living for all along
What I've been living for
Your tình yêu is my turning page
Only the sweetest words remain
Every Kiss is a cursive line
Every touch is a redefining phrase
I surrender who I've been for who bạn are
For nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart
If I had only felt how it feels to be yours
I would have known what I've been living for all along
What I've been living for
Though we're tethered to the story we must tell
When I saw bạn well I knew we'd tell it well
With the whisper we will tame the vicious scenes
Like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees