Marc Bolan & T. Rex
Visions of Domino
This woman is a perfumed breezeGreek Gods recline on her kneesI'd freeze the sun to kiss her earIt all makes up the visions I call DominoIt all makes up the visions I call DominoRight now *A suit of doubt she gave to meIn return I cried a seaOf poet's tears and something moreI camped outside her velvet doors* RepeatLove's a freak and it moves fastMy marble dream it could not lastNow every time this girl I seeShe tries to chain me to her tree* Repeat
From Letras Mania