Bill’s O’ Bubblin
Angie Hart
Cold as a rays of light
Curly, add a forehead
Permanent child
Never, never grow
Light of love and anger
Cross my palm with softest flound
Wild boy, fiery girl
Strong with imperfection
Takes to your mind like petrol
Tasted on your tongue
Thoughts of ways to kill
Can you take a compliment?
Wild boy, fiery girl
Woman, man, and end, end, end
Time takes time
And words don't rhyme
I'm left with you
I'll tell the truth
Wild boy, fiery girl