Late

Late, a hand on my shoulder does shake me

Late, the woman who loves me, she does wake me

Dark, in her nightgown, she searches into my eyes

And she lays her hand down on my side

she said, Dear I want you to tell me you forgive me

I know tonight at the party I was too free

Dar, in her nightgown, she's easy to forgive

She knows she owns me while she lives

I said, Dear I think of the party as a great blur

Although I'm sure you were sexy, you always were

Dark, in your nightgown, you're easy to forgive

You know you own me while you live

When she lays her hand down on my side

and the eyes that thrill me lay down in mine

Then I'm open to the whims of a beautiful child

When you lay your hand down on my side

And my veins are filled with a bracing wine

Then we lay in a stained glass colorful light

You know you own me while you live