Paroles de Sweet Is
Sweet is the mind that carries me.Under its breath lies tragedy
And when the fruit of passion lingers
On choicely scented fingers
On wings of doubt fly jealousy
And fruit of love
Sweet is that time that waits for me
From evil grows insanity
Morbid as splendour faked
This diamond for my wake
Is why I wait here patiently
And fruit of love
The fruit of love
The food of love
The fruit of love
The food of love
Loooooove, loooooove, loooooove
The fruit of love
The food of love
The fruit of love
The food of love
Swift are these wings that carry me The fruit of love
The food of love
The fruit of love
The food of love
RANKINE, LESLEY / WALK, MARK
© Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., LEIBER & STOLLER MUSIC PUBL, CARLIN AMERICA INC, HARRY TOBIAS MUSIC COMPANY
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