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Whisper Song

josephine illingworth

Temper, temper, love
I will be your drug
When your eyes start to ache
Put your pain on me, it's mine to take

And mornings aren't for me
I hate the Sun, I like the darkening sea
But if you're tired and awake
I will hold you till you're ready to get up

And what if you can't see
All the things you do for me
I can't articulate the way you
Make me want to curl up into you

Temper, temper, love
I will be your drug
Keep you warm in the cold nights when we're only half awake
I will stay

Escrita por: Josephine Illingworth-Law