You don’t have to prove yourself to me anymore my belle
I will drop my guard and then close the bedroom door again
We’ll say the things that come to mind and let the letters ring in time
And watch the dishes pile high with memories of the summertime
One more lonely night tonight down on Weaver Street that’s right
When the social club lets out, one last call and full of doubt
Hanging tightly on the sway, disconnect and move away
It is certain as they say, that love’s a mystery
You don’t have to bite your lip and wonder anymore to wit
I will make my case for more with a tidy metaphor
Crimson box, soft velveteen, the shape of things that go unseen
Like most others bittersweet, beyond comparison to me
credits
from Kissing the Sea on the Lips,
released March 1, 2012
John Horton - bass
Jack Petracek - drumset
Easy Marc Tomeo - dobro
Stacey Shaw - harmony vocals
BK - lead vocals, guitars, synthesizers, piano, drum programming
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