jethro tull
sleeping with the dog
Her love is like a candle: you light it up at night. Her heart is like a pack of cards: one chance to guess it right. Sometimes I do. She's got a tongue like a viper, but she can whisper like a dove. Soft touch like brushed velvet: till she hits you from above. And sometimes she does. She leaves me breathing: down like a fallen log. Just when I feel like dancing I wake up sleeping with the dog. And it goes: sleeping with the dog.  I have to guess at the mysteries of her unfathomable soul. Guess when the time seems right to make a broken spirit whole and that time is due. C'mon.  She leaves me breathing: down like a fallen log and just when I feel like dancing I wake up sleeping with the dog. And it goes: sleeping with the dog.