Nature's Whore - Geneva

We’ll turn heads, song is in the heart

Of a mind, I’m certain where to start

Perhaps it’s best to say no more

Or risk becoming nature’s whore

We’ll turn heads, seen doubters in the eye

Of a face that’s line from times gone by

Perhaps it’s best to day no more

Or risk becoming nature’s whore

So I dream of a song for you

And all that you’ve got to lose

But when I can think of the words to say

They can’t see the light of day

And now it hurts on

And mine hurts on

And mine hurts on

And mine hurts on

And I told you all along