Deceptively Yours - The Peter Malick Group, Norah Jones, Peter Malick

I believe, you say

Don’t think, we stay

Drawn through the ebb

Lost in the flow

Beneath my breath, I confess

My world, loved less

The devil held the proof for me to know

I could only fight for the longest while

But with the truth out baby

I belong to you

I stoop, to find

My place, entwined

I took it to the bottom one more time

I could only fight for the longest while

But with the truth out baby

I belong to you

I could trip and I want you to know

Every time I think that I think I should go

I receive strange transmissions