Modesta

Hot summer breath
Blowing through the window
Black streak of hair
Like a snake on your shoulder
There's a bead of salted water
Like morning dew on a rose
I wish I could kiss it softly
So not to disrupt your pose

Modesta
Let me rest my head
In the curve of your breast
Let me run my hand
On the hills of your land
Modesta

Fire in the chest
Burning through your lover
You're all I want to be
As a woman and a mother
I fear my heart will wake you up
Pounding like a drum in the war

Modesta
Let me rest my head
In the curve of your breast
Let me run my hand
On the hills of your land
Modesta
Let me take your hand
And love you till we blend
Modesta



Credits
Writer(s): Helen Ferguson, Julien Pras
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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