كلمات Shapes

Rice won't grow at home And the Moon doesn't favor girls Giant fork and spoon Is a sign that the game is on You know Karate now? From a show? When two of the raiders come I'm counting on you to throw more than shapes Men now don't fight with swords But I would be good I'd cut you not just with words Cut you not just with words So you melt chocolate hearts Well I can forstall the Sun When two of the raiders come I'm counting on you to throw more than shapes Angels rush in where I fear to tread Secrets, secrets, damn your secrets So you melt chocolate hearts Well I can forstall the Sun When two of the raiders come I'm counting on you to throw more than shapes Just so you know It's all I'm waiting for