Mark Seymour Until The Day They Die
He rode like a cowboy into the setting sun
The earth was scorched behind him
The game had just begun
She was young and pretty, she kept her body thin
Her ambition was well hidden beneath her olive skin
She said "you must be the one who left me wanting more"
He said "I've met the likes of you, somewhere long
before"
He made his proposition ... they pulled over to the
side
She said "this must be the perfect place to hide"
Now all the well-wishers are leaving ....
The wedding wine is running dry
Half-empty bottles are strewn across the ground
Together safe and still until they die
They found their final refuge in some secluded place
and the pleasure that she gave him was etched across
his face ...
His love was like a haven ...
for a while it kept her warm...but nothing could hold
back the rising storm
Now she can hear his gentle breathing
All through the long relentless night
As sure as morning her temprature will rise
As she dwells on some new delight
She knows the chips are down
She can't afford to lie
The boy is craving destiny once more
One for him and one for her
and each one to their own
Together and alone right to the core
Now all the well-wishers are leaving
the wedding wine is running dry
Half empty bottles are strewn across the ground
Together safe and still until the day they die
