Stamey
If and when you come, I will see you there
I submerge your face, blood all in your hair
I'll be true and I won't know
If and when you come, I'll go slow.
Walk, we'll walk the town, the dirt and the debris
We won't have to think you won't look at me
I'll be true and I won't know
If and when you come where we'll go.
There are many thoughts we will never speak
As I hold your hand, pour another drink
We'll be true but if we're not
If and when you're cold, I'll be hot
I'll be hot, I'll be hot, I'll be hot, I'll be hot
I'll be hot, I'll be hot, oh so.