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Affairs Of The Heart two concentric circles turning slowly to the sea found the body floating in the water silently you are like the sun and I restless as the moon I rise and fall in rhythm to your voice, your voice your voice, the poison burns so sweetly in the sky they've cooked a potion, thrown a line and hooked my emotions reeled them in and taken them apart like all affairs of the heart you have woven threads of passion round my heart and started a fashion in the end the fabric falls apart like all affairs of the heart with the footsteps of the thief who steals without a sound you have taken all the golden apples you have found in the mind of woman there is no confidence and the mind of man only the skin, the skin the skin, your touch can burn so sweetly in the sky they've cooked a potion, thrown a line and hooked my emotions reeled them in and taken them apart like all affairs of the heart you have woven threads of passion round my heart and started a fashion in the end the fabric falls apart like all affairs of the heart ... |