I have never been one for
prettiness prettiness
thinking of lace 'bout makes me puke
but the thing I just bought has a
little bit little bit
I'm putting it on
and I'm thinking of you
one night I followed some holy men
going into the woods to do their work
I had an overcoat on just to
cover me cover me
listening for anything I might learn
and there were stars up in the heavens
and if they caught me
what could they do?
they did not know I was a woman
at least I didn't think they knew
I think about it when I
look at him look at him
everybody hides from what they are
take me. I used to think I was as
empty as an emperor
that's what I thought
but I've come so far
his Turkish drums and two way mirrors
the way he moves, slow motion slow
he does not know I am a woman
but I think I might want him to know