She lays on the wall
watching the strangers drift away
mid-day's aura--thick
with the sun of Arabia

she surrenders her voices
they gather, on the wind
talking, chanting, breathing
into her body...yesterday

Awakened beside
the scent of burned sugar--on her skin
painting eyes--thick
with the color she brings in
always sure and strong
when the lightning tumbles down
don't you frown
everything will be
in time for this evening

if there's secrets
she has to be party to
every one of them
if there's heaven
she gets to the heart

and you'll know...
why she says
when [bad word] out of blue
give me red instead
now I [bad word] to you
why she says
when [bad word] out of blue
give me red instead
now let [bad word] ..  (let [bad word] 

if there's secrets
she has to be party to
every one of them
if there's heaven
she gets to the heart

and you'll know...
why she says
when [bad word] out of blue
give me red instead
then I [bad word] to you
why she says
when [bad word] out of blue
give me red instead
now let [bad word] ..  (let [bad word] 

Hey-hey....
why she says
when [bad word] out of blue
give me red instead
now I [bad word] to you
why she says
when [bad word] out of blue
give me red instead
then I [bad word] to you