Fuguers Cove - Sax Metaphor

Looking for a sax to blow
Looking for a heart to hold
Looking for the prairie lights
Where i got a napkin with your number written twice

Got a pile of pancakes
A mouthful and it feels right

Several seasons of wedded bliss
A single phone call will tell us what we missed
A lovely moon and circle 'round the fire
Will wash ashore in oligotroph desire

Looking for a sax to blow
Looking for a heart to hold
Got a napkin with your number written twice
In the prairie lights

Written by:
Justin Bendell

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