Young Again
My love is as the rose
As wild and free as I should wish to be
Close guarded by the thorns
That shield her from the hands that seek to touch.
The hourglass sand that runs so free
Is rock that failed to halt the waves of time
My haven is the harbour bar
Sheltering from the storm
'Til the sun comes shining through, again.
My love a primrose fair
A gentle hedgerow flower in the spring
If gathered in the dawn
Come evening she will surely fade and die.
My love is as a pearl
A heart of stone that I can never own
More precious that my life
Thus meaning more than I can ever give.
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In the middle of the night she struts around
A yellow taxi to the heart of downtown
Black stockings and a cocktail dress
Purple eyeshadow
It抯 so hard for her to meet a man
With a secret they won抰 understand
But her emotions are much deeper than...
The underground freakshow
NOW IF A MAN FEELS LIKE A WOMAN
DOES THAT MAKE HIM LESS A MAN
IF HE HIDES THE TRUTH INSIDE HIS PAINTED HANDS
No esta una chica
Un Chico Un chico
No esta una chica
Un Chico Un chico, claro
After hours under candlelig
A yellow taxi to the heart of downtown
Black stockings and a cocktail dress
Purple eyeshadow
It抯 so hard for her to meet a man
With a secret they won抰 understand
But her emotions are much deeper than...
The underground freakshow
NOW IF A MAN FEELS LIKE A WOMAN
DOES THAT MAKE HIM LESS A MAN
IF HE HIDES THE TRUTH INSIDE HIS PAINTED HANDS
No esta una chica
Un Chico Un chico
No esta una chica
Un Chico Un chico, claro
After hours under candlelig