Love is a drink with a lit cigarette. Love is your mouth that's holding my breath. Love is your hand that covers my breast. Love is the only soldier left.
I'll bite the hand that feeds the pain. I'll lay my life down for love. I lost the truth, I lost my way. . But I am looking for it. Ho, I am looking for it now.
Living under June. Living under her. Living under June. Living under her. . I've got a black and white television. I've got an indigo gas oven. I've got holes in my head.
Life Is Sweet. { Written by Jann Arden Richards/Russell Broom }. . Life is sweet (look at the endless sky). Life is dear (and your face is beautiful).
Leave me now, don't hang around. Just close the door. and leave the key under the plant outside. The one you bought me years ago. look how it's grown.