Song | My Mistress |
Artist | Entwine |
Album | Treasures Within Hearts |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Throughout these woods a flaming dress of hers caress my soul as the morning mist will come | |
The voices make me feel how | |
I am embraced | |
By ecstatic sounds of love that she gave me | |
This mo(u)rning makes me sad, my mistress won't be here | |
I see my mistress by the riverside | |
She feeds my desire with kisses of nature, blood and wine | |
Those falling leaves in frigid autumn day | |
Reminds me this won't last forever, not a day | |
This mo(u)rning makes me sad, my mistress won't be here |