Green Sleeve

You in your green sleeve
That fit easily around me in the night
On thing or another
Either way I curse your most tender eyes
Oh I'm turning my head, I'm turning my head
And I'm burning your hand as I'm breathing your air
You say you can't seize me
Bending and shaping and squeezing it right down the line
It's a battle for the ungrown
And i'm holding on around this
I keep you as my topsoil
And I'm holding on around this I I
Wrapping up pastries
Bitter sweet, don't you see it's too much on the sign
And you're scratching me daily
Down in the mouth as we both grow tired
I can't figure my head, can't figure my head
You feel half of me still untapped somewhere
I'm drawn to the sealing
I see with four eyes and my tongue is set on fire
It's a battle for the ungrown
And I'm holding on around this
I keep you as my topsoil
And I'm holding on around this
Yes I'm holding on around this
I I
I I



Credits
Writer(s): Carla Fellinger
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