She covers herself in colored silk; night clothes soft and fine,She wears the wedding ring I bought and says she’s truly mine.But she isn’t always with me; her presence not always kind.The wild woman I married? Absent in this space...
She covers herself in colored silk; night clothes soft and fine,She wears the wedding ring I bought and says she’s truly mine.But she isn’t always with me; her presence not always kind.The wild woman I married? Absent in this space...