I'd clip your wings.

You left it, I sent it.
I want it back.
You left it, I sent it.
I want it back.

If I had you here, I'd clip your wings.
Snap you up and leave you sprawling on my pin.
This plan of mine is oh so very lame.
Can't you see the grass is greener where it rains.

You left, I died,
I went and you cried.
You came, I think.
But I never really know.
I've served my time.
I've watched you climb.
The wrong incline.
But what do I know.

Accept it, Don't let it.
Turn the screw.
Accept it, And let it.
Scream back at you.

Now this applies both,

Equally to you and I.
The only thing we share.
Is the same sky.
These empty metaphors.
They're all in vain.
Like can't you see the grass,
Is greener where it rains.

In the garden Snake was a charmin'.
And Eve said let's give it a try.
Now lead us not into temptation.
But no matter how hard I try.
When in the garden and.
Snake is a charmin'.
And Eve says let's give it a try.
Eve is the apple of my eye.

And I lie behind you.
And a cradle you in the palm of me.
And I pat your hair down.
I think will we sink or swim?
'Cause we could do either on a whim.


Kommentarer

Kommentera inlägget här:

Namn:
Kom ihåg mig?

E-postadress: (publiceras ej)

URL/Bloggadress:

Kommentar:

Trackback
RSS 2.0