The Face

spread your wings and we’ll fly, my love
we’ll fly down to the south
where the wine is as cool as the wind
and my lips will steal your mouth
oh no – I need a place to come and go
I’ve just remembered I don’t know your name
and I wonder if I should
I’m full of something that I don’t understand
but I know it’s something good

 

words and music ⓒ2015 by Michael Coates

 

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