Alison Moyet - More Lyrics
It's the stain on the moonIt's your idiot nameIt's the noise in the noiseThe gift of the gameIt's the fruit that we bearThe peach that I boreIt's you and it's me and it should have been moreIt's the choice that I madeIt's the maid that you choseIt's the slip in the slideFrom fingers to toesIt's the song of out thereThe pull of the doorIt's you and it's me and it should have been moreWhat if I could say now, what if I could sayEverything I meant now, everythingIt's only hours, only daysSat in Libra's Bowl, where it's all, it's all, it's allIt's all, balancingIt's the black in the grateThe smoke in the sinkIt's the ether that you and IOpted to drinkIt's the tooth that was chippedOn the first ever kissIt's you and it's me and that's what it is