The Philosopher Kings - Charms lyrics

Sleep my love Dream warm and hard and true In pieces In colors In a cloud of ackward blue Hold my hand Feel the things you tell no man Move through you So easy It's a knife that cuts me through And you bring me your charms In the cool of your soft little hands In the heat of your legs and your arms You bring me your charms In my arms In the circle of my arms My baby My lover It is warm and hard and true When you bring me your charms In the cover of our evening sheets In the twist of our legs and our arms You bring me your charms In my arms In the circle of my arms With my baby My lover That is warm and hard and true When you bring me your charms In the cover of your evening sheets In the twist of your legs and your arms You bring me your charms Oh you bring me your charms You bring me your charms Ohh you bring me your charms You bring me your charms and your charms You bring me your charms You bring me your charms You bring me your charms You bring me your charms And your charms and your charms