foray
Rock n' Roll Doggie
This woman aches to worship the magic
and mystery that you cloak.
I felt the surge of healing, my sickly
wounds gone as you spoke.
Pegging my lack next to whitest of linen
with the grace of a lady disgraced
with whatever pride not already taken
I am nothing but a woman who waits.
Let me always hang by your side
and live in the world you're part of
as you reveal to me the thorn and stripes,
pain(t) and colours of love
Then I will live dreams of paradise
when at night it be time for to close my eyes.
Matthew 9:20
Luke 23:39-43
foray
[This message has been edited by foray (edited 05-04-2002).]
and mystery that you cloak.
I felt the surge of healing, my sickly
wounds gone as you spoke.
Pegging my lack next to whitest of linen
with the grace of a lady disgraced
with whatever pride not already taken
I am nothing but a woman who waits.
Let me always hang by your side
and live in the world you're part of
as you reveal to me the thorn and stripes,
pain(t) and colours of love
Then I will live dreams of paradise
when at night it be time for to close my eyes.
Matthew 9:20
Luke 23:39-43
foray
[This message has been edited by foray (edited 05-04-2002).]