So much to fill with something And little to take of meaning Study the words of ancient ghosts Or just get a child Let’s have a child, you and I A little kiss behind the pole A white fox in the snow When someone held a weapon to your throat Then I knew what to do
No one knows you like a do When I put my hands on you
A garden in rain, a garden in rain The spring fire is tamed My body behaves in strange ways I move you hair from your face
No one knows you like I do When I put my hands on you
So much to say about nothing at all And so long between the feelings Study the words of ancient ghosts Or just get a child Let’s have a child, you and I
No one knows you like I do When I put my hands on you No one scares you like a do When I put my hands on you