Smitten — текст песни (Bree Sharp)

You put your face in front of mine
All but hiding desperation
Hunger leaks out of your eyes
Whetting me with dark temptation

All I want, all I want is to hold you
Instead I hold my breath

Sickened by the season, I am smitten with you
Saddled with this treason, I am smitten with you
Hey, hey, hey

In a dimly lighted bar
We sit while Conscience pours another
And she is home, and she is waiting
She my friend, she your lover

I can hear the angels on your shoulder
And the devil on your lips

And I`m sickened by the season,
I am smitten with you
Saddled with this treason, I am smitten with you

You can read me like a trashy book
I`m barely keeping in these rages
So far so clean, but I`m torn between
See, I`m torn between
These pages, pages

You put your face in front of mine
And breathed a wordless conversation
Good intentions, true regret
Cannot eclipse Love`s desperation

And I`m sickened by the season,
I am smitten with you
Saddled with this treason,
I am smitten with you

Sickened by the season, I am smitten with you
Saddled with this treason, I am smitten with you
I am smitten with you
I am smitten with you
Hey, hey, hey

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh