Money for Lovers

Money for Lovers
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(verse)
I stand on the corner
painting a picture
of rain clouds that pass overhead

With every brushstroke
I siphon the colors
from my soul, to yours, I thee wed

(chorus)
And every night I come back to you
with nickels and dimes for your purse
I know, for you, there’s a compromise
downplaying defeat til it hurts

Oo-ee, I promise, my baby
I’ll buy you a ring with the Blues
Money for Lovers and goosebumps for goblins
I swear I can get them for you

Oo-ee, I promise, my baby
I’ll buy you a new pair of shoes
Stay with me here or at least ‘til I get there
For now Love will just have to do

(verse)
The lines on my hands
remind me of failure
the greys on my head, of despair

I’d be a slave for your garden
Your king and your jester
Die for a strand of your hair

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(bridge)
As time goes by, so do the … feelings
and dry your eyes, the tears that keep … healing
but now they fall, with less desire
to quench the flames of this funeral pyre

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~ by K E N on June 27, 2011.