Old will be my bed,
But
Memories will be undead.
The moments will be sensual,
And
The love we make will be consensual.
Oh my good girl,
Come to me,
Into a happier world, you I shall pull.
Old will be my bed,
But
Memories will be undead.
The moments will be sensual,
And
The love we make will be consensual.
Oh my good girl,
Come to me,
Into a happier world, you I shall pull.
