THE VIOLET HOUR

Sea Wolf

Your lips are nettles
Your tongue is wine
Your laugher's liquid
But your body's pine

You love all sailors
But hate the beach
You say "Come touch me"
But you're always out of reach

In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour

Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back`s a meadow
Covered in snow

Your thighs are thistles
and hot-house grapes
You breathe your sweet breath
And have me wait

In the dark you tell me of a flower
that only blooms in the violet hour

I turn the lights out
I clean the sheets
You change the station
Turn up the heat

And now you`re sitting
Upon your chair
You`ve got me tangled up
Inside your beautiful black hair

In the dark you tell me of a flower
that only blooms in the violet hour

In the dark you tell me of a flower
that only blooms in the violet hour

In the dark you tell me of a flower
that only blooms in the violet hour

In the dark you tell me of a flower
that only blooms in the violet hour.
fuente: musica.com

Sea Wolf

Ficha de la Canción

Título:
THE VIOLET HOUR

Grupo/Cantante:
SEA WOLF

Letra añadida por:
IssaBlack

Letra escrita por:
ALEX BROWN CHURCH

Letra publicada por:
WARNER/CHAPPELL MUSIC, INC.,REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING

Licencia:
LyricFind

Valora la calidad de la letra

Compartir Letra

compartir en facebook
compartir en google plus
compartir en twitter

Enviar la letra 'The Violet Hour' por email

Imprimir la letra 'The Violet Hour' de Sea Wolf

ir a arriba