Hymn

I can still taste you in the corner of my mouth
If you hear me I claim you to be mine
I watched my fardel turn and set below the ground
And though I tried, I couldn’t press this hand
And she’ll don’t care
But don’t come with the worried frown
'cause I need only your hand in your hair
Spending sunny days in darkened rooms
Placing kisses all over open wounds
All I want is to linger in your bed
You made a mark, remember what you have
I send you away
So don’t come with the worried frown
'cause I need only your hand in your hair
So don’t come with the worried frown
'cause I need only your hand in your hair