Wake With
Robert Alfons
baby come get lost in this stare
baby i'm lost in your coniferous sights
whenever we come to this, I let you inside
baby tastes alright now, baby inside of this swell
I come running, is it lawful delight
I've lost colour, and I wake with this strife
desire, desire is gone
desire, we never were cold
desire, never lost its hold
baby come, give what spoiled in my life
baby so close to care, lay it all over the side
