The Giver Of Gifts 歌词

Perhaps she really loves him Maybe now she never will An angel at my table A promise to fulfil She don't want to hear the voices The mirror smiling from the wall Saying she could make atonement If she wants to heed the call She don't want to hear at all And The Giver Sees many things A river of light A mirror that gleams... Maybe now she's getting weary Thinking nothing makes the difference anymore He's the key but she's not thinking clearly Maybe love's too high a price for her The Giver of Gifts May be many things The river runs swift Where her cool body leans Does she know where you are? Does she know what it means? At the doorway to the Theatre of Dreams? Pretty women seek perfection Pretty strangers they embrace Perhaps they're looking for affection? Perhaps it's something in a face? For some it's sacrifice and caring A state of grace or the sharing of a soul A lucky woman wants for nothing Where another needs it all, Yet another eats you whole In dedication to the moment Premonitions in the passion of a song She lies open to emotion And whatever turns it on (Until she's gone gone gone) To The Giver of Gifts Who sees many things a river runs swift Through the valley of streams She knows who you are She knows what it means And the price paid at the Theatre of Dreams She draws you down beneath her It never felt this good before And as the urgency grows deeper You find it feeds you more and more One more kiss before she leaves Her gentle tongue could not be wrong One more caress and she'll believe She knows it's what she wants Yes she knows it's what she wants And The Giver of Gifts Heals many things The deep colours bleed Where her cool body leans And you know where you are You know what it means You're at the doorway to The Theatre of Dreams