Jon Langford
St. Valentine's Day
I can tell you where I can tell you when And without much further delay The same hour the very same time Saint Valentine's Day You come through my door perspiring Then I knew that I'd been firing Small arms in the night The night before Saint Valentine's Day Life's so easy with a troubled mind The joy and comfort that I find now Must all be left behind Like my star signs say Love, it is a killing thing Did you ever feel the pain Or hear the noise of kisses On cold skin in the rain? I went to church last sunday night I knew him and he knew me Making love on the mossy stone Moonlight burns so bright Just as the bell rang nine We felt Saint Valentine Going through the pockets Of our feverish caress
From Letras Mania