Perfume

Her perfume fills the room

And my cheeks flood with heat and red

And I am ashamed, don’t know for whom

She cries on your feet

And makes an awkward scene

As if we didn’t know she loves you too

I have no money for luxury

Do you measure when you look at me

What I hold back against what I give you?

I didn’t think I had any more

But now I see her on the floor

And her tears are my tears, dear Lord

More than I thought I could afford, dear Lord
Take me in
Take me in
Take my all
Everything

Her perfume fills the room

And my cheeks flood with heat and red

And I am ashamed for the ways that I assume

She cries on your feet

And makes an awkward scene

And I’m desperate for You to know, I love You, too

She cries on your feet

And makes her offering

And I’m desperate to say

I love You

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