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a voice of an angel
and the heart of a devil,
lead me not into temptation--
I know they say it was an apple
from the tree of knowledge,
but are you sure it wasn't a pear,
because that hour glass body looks
much more luscious than any apple
i've ever eaten.

Your lavender love
it falls to pieces
falls to pieces
everywhere you go.

Your lavender love
hits the ground
and scatters
all around
all around.

You walk in trails
of flowers blooming
in all the sounds
of harmony
a magical touch
which heals all
pain, and words
which soothe
during midnight
rains.

You come on the
breath of the winds
you leave that
same way
too.

Your lavender love
it falls to pieces
falls to pieces
every where you go.
Where it comes from
where it goes
I really don't know.

Your lavender love
it falls to pieces
everywhere
we go.