Paroles : Smooth as silk

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She wants to touch the sky with her fingers
I've nailed down the wandering rug I'm on
She speaks forever on the telephone
I listen to her voice as she carries on

Its so hard to cradle the phone
Her voice is smooth as silk
Swirls around like a glass of milk
Her voice is smooth as silk

Keeps me here within her will
Her voice is smooth as silk
She wants to run in the wind swept grass
I want so much more from my empty glass
She likes to sing softly to herself

It's only then that I can find the rest
I listen to her voice as she carries on
Her voice is smooth as silk
Swirls around like a glass of milk
Her voice is smooth as silk
I've no choice, I love her voice

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