Her knees are bare knees
Are boys' knees like a lanky teen’s
She keeps closed together when in company
I heard her explain once why through clenched teeth
But I can’t remember what for no more, more
Her hair is the color of her mind
Breathing from her head like a deep fire
It's all the warmth she has inside
She can't lock up no more
When she sleeps, she sleeps, she sleeps
So close to me in my dreams
She covers her lips round my pink ear
And whispers like a child
You burn me while I bury you alive
Her hair is the color of her mind
Breathing from her head like a deep fire
It's all the warmth she has inside
