Corinna Rose - Fresher Fruit Lyrics
If my name and his name have got your tongue in knotsWhat else of me have you not forgot?Is my face still fresh or has it wavered?Your silent slips as you sweetly savourFresher fruit that has not come to rotIf you closed your eyes and felt each of our palmsTo which hand would your tender touch belongWould your fingers scream out “Lover!” “Stranger!”If they called your lips to lend a favour?Would either tango’s tempo taste so wrongI found peace since you bolted up your doorMy dreams have long ceased to find us tumbling on the floorWe’ve moved on to fresh arms that keep us warmBut you can’t keep straightOur names and voices and kisses and facesGuess time obscures but never erasesThe bonds we build and we break and we bury in vainSo keep me tied, taught, tightly between your teethThat wicked word of love’s obsurd bequeath‘Cause habits they die hard if everDespite your best attempts to severStubborn roots still tangled down beneath
