Don't Make Plans

Tell me tell me tell me true
Tell me tell me who are you
You spin a world with a velvet wire
A strange cave of dark desire

You sparked me from the start
You've got it down to a fine fine art baby
Hold me I'm coming unstrung
I'll keep the secrets on my tongue

I've still got your number in ma property
I've still got your number but don't make plans for me

Tell me tell me child of night
You were the first that i'd invite
All the others made no sense
Fade to insignificance

You cut me from the start
You've got it down to a fine fine art baby
It won't be right till it's controlled
I'll keep the secrets on my soul

Temptation slowed me down
But now I want to fly

I've still got your number in ma property in ma property
but don't make plans for me



Credits
Writer(s): James O'neill
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