Chris Whitley
Never
Well I see now she can't spell no love with lettersAll at odds with these mythologies of sexual mentorsWell if she ever need a restFrom all that Dogma all undressedOn no religion I love you blessedNever foreverDress for the evening with such disguiseWell laying here now with your open eyesKilling time now and time just diesForeverWell I'm all in open viewWear it raw in front of youMilk the drug and misconstrueWell I stood all night out thereWaiting for the ArkGasoline all in my hair just to tempt a sparkAin't got no hard-on like you have knownAin't got no icon like those you been shownAll our lives or one night aloneNever foreverAll our lives or one nightNever
From Letras Mania