I Know A Girl

I know a girl, she kisses me

Forty times on the cheek

I am drowning in her love

Forty nights is not enough

I know a girl, her legs are long

Her eyes are fire, her words are songs

She moves around my hungry soul

I hope she makes herself at home


I know a girl . . .

I know a girl, not ashamed

Not inclined to take the blame

She dances on burning coals

She only stops to dance some more

I know a girl, she talks a lot

But all she says is what she’s not

Never lie, never truth,

Never witnesses or proof


I know a girl, when she calls

I don’t know her at all

She loves me once, kills me twice,

Then she brings me back to life


Peter White © 2002, All Rights Reserved.