Peter Kingsbery The Sublime
Like an x-rated movie I never quite understood An afternoon's pleasure That really might do me good A bad streak for days gone by When youth was ours to waste Love doesn't last You can't trade one for another Don't let it get past this time Early in the morning the sweetness Late one night the sublime How can I take you there? Make me an offer And I'll never leave the nest Such a fine looking mother Hold me close to your breast One man is not enough When every day's the same Cocked and pulled back And ever so right on the trigger With only one track in mind Early in the morning the sweetness Late one night the sublime How can I take you there? How can I take you, how can I break you How can I make you cry? I'll take you there, we'll walk on thin air But can you teach me how to fly?