| leather - tori amos -
12-15-02
for IdleParis
look i'm standing naked before you,
don't you want more than my sex?
i can scream as loud as your last one,
but i can't claim innocence.
oh god could it be the weather,
oh god why am i here?
if love isn't forever,
and it's not the weather,
hand me my leather.
i could just pretend that you love me,
the night would lose all sense of fear.
but why do i need you to love me,
when you can't hold what i hold dear?
oh god could it be the weather,
oh god why am i here?
if love isn't forever,
and it's not the weather,
hand me my leather.
i almost ran over an angel,
he had a nice big fat cigar.
'in a sense' he said 'you're alone here,
so if you jump you best jump far.’
oh god could it be the weather,
oh god why am i here?
if love isn't forever,
and it's not the weather…
oh god could it be the weather?
oh god it's all very clear.
if love isn't forever,
and it's not the weather,
hand me my leather. I'll try being nicer if you try being smarter. |