Philosopher Kings - Charms lyrics

Sleep, my love Dream on in heart and true In pieces In colors In a cloud of awkward blue Hold my hand Feel the things you tell your man Move through you So easy This 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 arms You bring me your charms In my eyes In the circle of my eyes With my baby My lover That is warm and heart and true When you bring me your charms In the cover of all evening sheets In the twist of all things and arms You bring me your charms In my eyes In the circle of my eyes With my baby My lover That is warm and heart and true When you bring me your charms In the cover of all evening sheets In the twist of all things and arms You bring me your charms Oh, you bring me your charms You bring me your charms Oh, you bring me your charms Oh, you bring me your charms You bring me your charms You bring me your charms Bring me your charms Bring me your charms Bring me your charms Bring me your charms