You’re coming up short a little
But you’re coming up wiser still
Beginning to form a little will
You’ll not just defer to someone else’s will
Except when you will
Cause sometimes you will
When love makes you ill
What strange little thoughts have you got?
And what strange little thoughts have i caught?
I sell myself short a little
I’m coming up wiser still
I want to transform a little more still
So bring me to form
And do what you will
Lover, do what you will
Do what you will
Lover, do as you will
But whose little thumb are we under?
And what strange little spell is she under?
Just one more time a little
Just one more time a little more still
Until we die, if ever you’re ill, i don’t want to cry
But in the course of this loving you
I need to…
Of course i will
Lover, of course i will
Of course i will
Of course i will
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