Howls of the Lamb Lyrics

I can't picture that face at the park

But her hair was pretty

And her lips but her words bled a fog

It was dark sometimes

But her hands were with me

Like the trees branching over to hug

With the wind blowing singing to us

I feel the rivers in her arms, as they rush

The drums in me beating to it

As soon as she walked in I could feel the magic

What's your name? Ima need it right now

Eyes brown, skin soft like you've always had it

And it's a shame you only with me right now

It's one call before I turn your life around

Shawty I will love you till the night runs out

Hear the birds chirping you can feel your heart melt

I can't picture that face at the park

But her hair was pretty

And her lips but her words bled a fog

It was dark sometimes,

But her hands were with me

Like the trees branching over to hug

With the wind blowing singing to us

I feel the rivers in her arms, as they rush

The drums in me beating to it