Hounds of Love

Red red roses, pinks and posies, red red roses go down.

Little fight, crying, little fight trying to help me, he’s lost beneath the earth he cannot hear the radio.
If I laugh I am rejoicing, if I cry I am pristine, I can’t break from my imagination. Let me be weak let me sleep and dream of peace

Little fight, hiding , little fight trying to show me, the way to bring me home the way to find my sanity.
It’s lost in some forsaken nation, taken from my homestead ease, I cannot take the life i’ve chosen please someone take it from me.
Let me be weak, let me sleep and dream of ease

But when the light begins to form, I see his heart again I see this home.
And when the light begins to show, begins to see I’m with his heart again I’m with serene.

You know what, I love you better now.

Do ya?

 

Inspired by Kate Bush Hounds of Love
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