You have to start a revolution inside me, woman, Because I need no time To read through your eyes. Too long to go From February till March, Too much to think About the size Of your love.
No more time The wind is wild Words Are yours And rhyme Is mine.
Conquer My Roman Empire, Set My cities on fire, Let my citizens Run, When their ruler is gone.
And shrug your shoulders, I love your shoulders, They are so revolutionary.
You have to start a revolution inside me, woman, Because I need no time To read through your eyes. Too long to go From February till March, Too much to think About the size Of your love.
The time goes slow, Don`t put me down, I`m already low.