t’s been what, a month or two
since I first laid eyes on you
did you put me under a spell that night
yeah I think so cause now I’m bound to you
The curvings of your collarbone
painted white and carved in stone
silky dunes for me to roam forever
and forever I am lost in you
Don’t release me from your spell
Through the smoke of cigarettes
I see a misty eyed coquette
I’ve seen those eyes before
I’m sure of it
in my dreams, my sleep, my idle hours
A killer moon is high tonight
and I’ll be sleeping with the fishes
if I can’t sleep there next to you
I am bound to you
I am bound to you
Don’t release me from your spell