Amor Veneris

The rain woke us up You turned 'round and just did it Good mornin', slow down Have you remembered where you hid it? You cried in the kitchen We made up in the hall I watched you get dressed Those boots make you too tall And we made each other late 'Cause I took my watch off there So it wouldn't scratch your skin Or get tangled in your hair It wasn't long ago We went on guided tours But I forgot what it meant To pretend my hand is yours It's best in the mornin' When we know it won't be rushed So leave the curtains closed And come back when you've brushed --- Amor Veneris - Arab Strap