The Lost Gospel - Secret Agent lyrics

You're cold But nothing like the winter Now I'm old You say I'm getting bitter I was a secret agent back in '62 That's where we met I fell in love with you Now go I truly believe I'm getting better If I could waste your time Just fall in line Until the end of time Whoa whoa Whoa whoa whoa Whoa whoa Whoa whoa whoa You're bold But nothing like the summer Now I'm cold Just lying near the heater I was a hooker back in 1973 ...unfinished