Father's Field

Traci Lords

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    I remember that day
    Cause I was excited
    No school
    I'd been raking
    My father's field
    Wearing this stupid
    Little dress
    Rocking out
    Raking it up

    Sort of sweating
    Feeling good
    I was laying
    On the grass
    Making big angels
    I was feeling
    Kinda itchy
    In the grass
    Laying in the sun
    Mmm, kinda liking
    The way it felt
    Guess I must
    Have fallen asleep

    I still don't know
    What woke me up
    All I can remember
    Seeing were
    These huge eyes
    Staring over me
    Right on top of me
    This older boy
    Out of my league
    Cause I was
    No cheerleader
    No lipstick queen
    I could feel
    His eyelashes
    On my face
    And they were
    Tickling me

    Maybe that's what
    Woke me up
    I was shocked
    That sun was so hot
    And he was so warm
    I didn't know
    What it was but
    It felt kinda good
    Just the way his fingers
    Ran through my hair
    Just raking it up

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    I'd never had
    Anyone touch me
    Like that before
    Cept for my mother
    I knew there was
    Something wrong
    But I don't know
    I kinda liked it
    It was sort of like, wow
    Like amazing
    And he just
    Kept whispering
    "You're soooo beautiful
    God, you're beautiful"
    Just this sweet voice
    Tickling me

    Then I got
    Kinda nervous
    And I got
    Really embarrassed
    I felt myself
    Getting really hot
    Sort of blushing
    That hot

    I tried to get up
    But he started to laugh
    And he started
    Pulling me down
    Pinning me
    To the ground
    He's not playing a game
    I hear this screaming
    And it's me

    And I started
    To hear my clothes rip
    And I got scared
    Really scared
    And in a way
    I hoped to God
    No one would find us
    Cause I was
    So embarrassed
    I became silent
    This is all wrong
    It's all my fault
    It's all my fault
    It's all my fault

    His hand over my mouth
    That's why
    I'm not screaming
    I didn't say anything
    I didn't feel anything
    I just drifted away
    I just floated
    Just that sharp pain
    And then he's
    Through with me
    I didn't tell anyone
    Didn't tell anyone

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    Composición: Bailey (Gb 1) Tom, Thompson Twins y Traci Lords

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