Royal City
Enemy
My eyes are rain When they behold theeAnd my breath is death When my lips caress theeYou are not my enemyI will make my bed up for theeYou are not my enemyI will make my bed up for theeThere is a ghost in my hallwayA voice of mourningYou marked my body with the star of GodTo love is to marryYou are not my enemyI will make my bed up for theeYou are not my enemyI will make my bed up for theeWhen you come in my roomThere will be laughingLady of all my adoringYou will be my homecomingYou are not my enemyI will make my bed up for theeYou are not my enemyI will make my bed up for thee
From Letras Mania