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Red Wine Lips - Lisa Mitchell

You see these red wine lips?
I didn't dream up this
Out on suburban curbs,
I'm always restless first
But when the truth is told,

we're all dreamers you know
I've always wanted more
than I could ever hold

And I know it's a fine line

but I know that I've got time

Oh, how could a steeple
made of ceiling wax

Ever need fall down?

Remember we had it all,

every belle and ball

But just like all ever I wanted more

And well, I sure got that,
yeah, I killed that cat
But I hope one fine day,
I'll stop looking back

Yes, I know it's a fine line, oh,
I know it's a high wire, yeah

Oh, how could a steeple
made of innocence

Oh, golden arch, burning heart

Oh, steeple made of ceiling wax
Ever need fall down?

You see these red wine lips?
We didn't dream up this
Out on suburban curbs,
I'm always restless first

But when the truth is told,
we're all dreamers you know
I've always wanted more
than I could ever hold

And I know it's a fine line, oh,
I know that it's a high wire

Oh, how could a steeple
made of innocence

Oh, golden arch, burning heart

Oh, steeple made of ceiling wax
Ever need fall down?