| Song | Your Tongue Like the Sun in My Mouth |
| Artist | Sophie B. Hawkins |
| Album | Timbre [15 Track] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I met a woman from another time | |
| I couldn't think | |
| But a drink from her eyes | |
| Was like water to wine | |
| She wet my dreams with her distinctive mind | |
| I search the desert for a treasure | |
| And a measure of life denied | |
| I'm driven by cars and guitars and her voice | |
| Ripping up and down my spine | |
| And now I'm giving my life for her sight | |
| To be mine | |
| And in her presence | |
| My fate unwinds | |
| For when her essence | |
| Draws me too near | |
| I can taste her with tears | |
| On my tongue | |
| Like the sun | |
| In my mouth. | |
| I met a man who kicked my front door down | |
| He blew in with the Santa Ana winds | |
| And a half cocked hound | |
| He fits my body like a one horse town | |
| And I was drunk like a vagabond on his street | |
| And I lay face down | |
| And I rode his joy like a child on a merry-go-round | |
| I was young in his eyes | |
| I was sweet on his thighs | |
| I was profound | |
| I was shot like a free bird in flight | |
| To the ground. | |
| I woke this morning from a deadly dream | |
| He was my lover he was my filler | |
| He was my chocolate-colored killer | |
| He was me | |
| I'm built to run | |
| My will is to deceive | |
| But you penetrate severely | |
| I am walking insecurely | |
| On my knees | |
| And I will wait through Winter, Spring and Summer | |
| If you'll Fall in love with me | |
| I will dance so slowly | |
| You will hardly know I | |
| Breathe | |
| From Rome | |
| To Madrid | |
| To Paris | |
| On the breeze | |
| My scent will find you | |
| Lost by degrees | |
| From time to time you’ll | |
| Sing | |
| With my lips | |
| Or my hands | |
| On your hips | |
| Or my tongue | |
| Like the sun | |
| In your mouth |
| I met a woman from another time | |
| I couldn' t think | |
| But a drink from her eyes | |
| Was like water to wine | |
| She wet my dreams with her distinctive mind | |
| I search the desert for a treasure | |
| And a measure of life denied | |
| I' m driven by cars and guitars and her voice | |
| Ripping up and down my spine | |
| And now I' m giving my life for her sight | |
| To be mine | |
| And in her presence | |
| My fate unwinds | |
| For when her essence | |
| Draws me too near | |
| I can taste her with tears | |
| On my tongue | |
| Like the sun | |
| In my mouth. | |
| I met a man who kicked my front door down | |
| He blew in with the Santa Ana winds | |
| And a half cocked hound | |
| He fits my body like a one horse town | |
| And I was drunk like a vagabond on his street | |
| And I lay face down | |
| And I rode his joy like a child on a merrygoround | |
| I was young in his eyes | |
| I was sweet on his thighs | |
| I was profound | |
| I was shot like a free bird in flight | |
| To the ground. | |
| I woke this morning from a deadly dream | |
| He was my lover he was my filler | |
| He was my chocolatecolored killer | |
| He was me | |
| I' m built to run | |
| My will is to deceive | |
| But you penetrate severely | |
| I am walking insecurely | |
| On my knees | |
| And I will wait through Winter, Spring and Summer | |
| If you' ll Fall in love with me | |
| I will dance so slowly | |
| You will hardly know I | |
| Breathe | |
| From Rome | |
| To Madrid | |
| To Paris | |
| On the breeze | |
| My scent will find you | |
| Lost by degrees | |
| From time to time you' ll | |
| Sing | |
| With my lips | |
| Or my hands | |
| On your hips | |
| Or my tongue | |
| Like the sun | |
| In your mouth |
| I met a woman from another time | |
| I couldn' t think | |
| But a drink from her eyes | |
| Was like water to wine | |
| She wet my dreams with her distinctive mind | |
| I search the desert for a treasure | |
| And a measure of life denied | |
| I' m driven by cars and guitars and her voice | |
| Ripping up and down my spine | |
| And now I' m giving my life for her sight | |
| To be mine | |
| And in her presence | |
| My fate unwinds | |
| For when her essence | |
| Draws me too near | |
| I can taste her with tears | |
| On my tongue | |
| Like the sun | |
| In my mouth. | |
| I met a man who kicked my front door down | |
| He blew in with the Santa Ana winds | |
| And a half cocked hound | |
| He fits my body like a one horse town | |
| And I was drunk like a vagabond on his street | |
| And I lay face down | |
| And I rode his joy like a child on a merrygoround | |
| I was young in his eyes | |
| I was sweet on his thighs | |
| I was profound | |
| I was shot like a free bird in flight | |
| To the ground. | |
| I woke this morning from a deadly dream | |
| He was my lover he was my filler | |
| He was my chocolatecolored killer | |
| He was me | |
| I' m built to run | |
| My will is to deceive | |
| But you penetrate severely | |
| I am walking insecurely | |
| On my knees | |
| And I will wait through Winter, Spring and Summer | |
| If you' ll Fall in love with me | |
| I will dance so slowly | |
| You will hardly know I | |
| Breathe | |
| From Rome | |
| To Madrid | |
| To Paris | |
| On the breeze | |
| My scent will find you | |
| Lost by degrees | |
| From time to time you' ll | |
| Sing | |
| With my lips | |
| Or my hands | |
| On your hips | |
| Or my tongue | |
| Like the sun | |
| In your mouth |