Wanda's Loving Boy
It's very early and Wanda sleeps so soundly
Underneath the dim moonbeams
The whole world is dead when I come up to your bed
Just to scream in your ears
Now listen to your-lover: is acute pain the highest pleasure?
It's very early Wanda weeps so loud I taste her lips with my teeth
R and now I realize I how bright / how wild were her eyes
I lift you of the sheets and stand you up on your feet
To start the odd ceremony
Let our desires lead us let the pretence and masks
Stand in for us to hit the mark
Farther and farther and farther in search of strongest pleasure
I stand you up on your feet oh how thrilling to feed
A sickly bird with one's seed
R - and now I realize how bright how wild were her eyes
It's very early Wanda sleeps so soundly in the shelter of my dreams
The last words she spoke were getting stuck in her throat
Sorry I plead not guilty
We had one single thing we could share
Our yearning for unknown pleasures
I was lying to myself
Cos I could do nothing else when standing facing the mirror
R - and now I realize I how wild / how sad were her eyes
and now I realize / how blind / how mad it was to try to reach paradise
I was so pleased
To see Wanda down on her knees
I was so pleased to see
Wanda groveling at my feet
Underneath the dim moonbeams
The whole world is dead when I come up to your bed
Just to scream in your ears
Now listen to your-lover: is acute pain the highest pleasure?
It's very early Wanda weeps so loud I taste her lips with my teeth
R and now I realize I how bright / how wild were her eyes
I lift you of the sheets and stand you up on your feet
To start the odd ceremony
Let our desires lead us let the pretence and masks
Stand in for us to hit the mark
Farther and farther and farther in search of strongest pleasure
I stand you up on your feet oh how thrilling to feed
A sickly bird with one's seed
R - and now I realize how bright how wild were her eyes
It's very early Wanda sleeps so soundly in the shelter of my dreams
The last words she spoke were getting stuck in her throat
Sorry I plead not guilty
We had one single thing we could share
Our yearning for unknown pleasures
I was lying to myself
Cos I could do nothing else when standing facing the mirror
R - and now I realize I how wild / how sad were her eyes
and now I realize / how blind / how mad it was to try to reach paradise
I was so pleased
To see Wanda down on her knees
I was so pleased to see
Wanda groveling at my feet
Credits
Writer(s): Franck Darcel, Philippe Pascal
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