Simon Coverdale - Beauty of the Word

My lover wears a dress
Made of love and nothing less
Stitched with tenderness but
She don't care

Standing in the spotlight
With the children of the night
Fighting over ticket stubs
And little scraps of hair

All those vampires on the dance floor
Man they just scream for more and more
Give them just a taste of blood and they will want it all
They've got you living with your back against the wall
You, you should be dancing honey
You, you should be free
They offered you it all but you deferred
I know you're crazy, but you get heard
Oh to live within these rules
Is so absurd
Honey you're just like me
Captured by the beauty of the word

My lover rides the train
Bound for hell and back again
Me I broke down in the fast lane
Were you there?

You know she took the test
But she failed like all the rest
All those French girls they confessed
All her old friends laid her bare

All those vampires on the dance floor
Man they just scream for more and more
Give them just a taste of blood and they will want it all
They've got you living with your back against the wall
You, you should be dancing honey
You, you should be free
They offered you it all but you deferred
I know you're crazy, but you get heard
Oh to live within these rules
Is so absurd
Honey you're just like me
Captured by the beauty of the word

My lover never dreams
She shouts but never screams
She never seems to care
Who loves her

Written by:
Simon Coverdale

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