Knotted
Inga Liljestrom
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Dirt road
Row edges of you
Last sun has cought you
And framed you love
Lite waking up
I imagine my escape with you
A mountain peak cracked open
I don't know how to move
My hands still knotted
And my belly
It burns with desire
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Harsh the wind
And harsh your mouth love
Stormy seas I live for it now
A restless head a restless heart
A silver thread
To catch my love upon
My hands still knotted
And my belly
It burns with desire
What's this fire
In your eyes, love
I want my lover pure still
Want him come take his fill