church bells

Henry Morris

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Church bells
Wedding rings
You make me think of all these dirty things
The first time I kissed
You baby
I felt the earth move in my hands
The first time I missed
You baby

I was a lighthouse buried in sand
I saw a vision of your body and mine
Your porcelain skin
Wrapped me up like a vine
Now I wake up in the middle of the night
Your ghost in my arms
Tears in my eyes
Church bells
Wedding rings
You make me think of all these dirty things

Church bells
Choirs sing
I love you baby
Won't you tell me your name?
Some call it make believe
But it's all real to me
Oh, I'm just longing for the day
You feed my fantasy
I can't tell
You all the things
We do
When I dream of you
Under the ocean
The answer lies
Often true love just simply dies

I've been a sailor
And I've searched in vain
For any reason
Things went this way
Church bells
Wedding rings
You make me think of all these dirty things

Church bells
Choirs sing
I love you baby
Won't you tell me your name?
Some call it make believe
But it's all real to me
Oh, I'm just longing for the day
You feed my fantasy
I can't tell
You all the things
We do
When I dream of you