Velvet Gloves & Spit - Timber Timbre

I could not release the inspiration till you asked me to

Came at your body relentlessly throughout the years

Too far away to nearly show this honeymoon

I was a stranger to familiar and not enough

And I want to saw the touch of your velvet hand upon my face

I recall velvet gloves and spit is your embrace

And I wanted nothing else

The haunted hotel room the two bit man child

I could not simply fall asleep next to you every night

Our castle in the sand built too high too soon

And under waving palms and waving sales and waves

Goodbye

And I once saw the touch of your velvet hand upon my face

I recall velvet gloves and spit is your embrace

Oh I once saw the touch of your velvet hand upon my face

And I recall velvet gloves and spit is your embrace

And I wanted nothing else