Wednesday, December 24, 2003

Wash

Please let it rain today
This city's so filthy
Like my mind in ways

Oh wash the time
Like a clean new taste
Smiling eyes before me and tears from my face

Wash my love. Wash my love. Wash my love

Sin for sale
Buying just a need
Just who planted all the devils seeds?
And what's the truth?
And the truth that lies at home
It's on the inside and I can't get it off

Wash my love. Wash my love. Wash my love, yeah.

What's clean is pure
But hey, I'm white on the outside
Though I stray
What she don't know today might kill us both tomorrow
Bring it back someday
Bring it back, bring it back. Back to, to the clean form. To the pure form.