Last night I had a dream
The dream I had was true
I fell through the stars
When walking on the moon
Burned like a thousand candles in her arms
Her skin under my finger tips
The honeysuckle on her lips
Sweeter than a man deserves to taste
Mercy, mercy, what else can I say?
But amen, amen, amen
Last night we were born together
It was like we’d always been
She’ll be with me forever
If I don’t see her again
We poured the wine until our cup ran over
Unfolding like a mystery
Inside of her like poetry
A thousand horses running through my veins
Mercy, mercy what else can I say
Amen, amen, amen
I laid down in her garden
Naked on her floor
Windows up, the curtains blowing
She don’t lock the door
Amen, amen
At the banquet table
A beggar at a feast
I felt her tongue between my lips
And I forgot to breath
We stayed there ‘til the candles burned the carpet
Last night I had a dream
The dream I had was true
Mercy, mercy, what else can I say
Mercy, mercy, I kneeled down and prayed
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