Lyrics Jasmine's Taste - Curt Smith
Jasmine's
taste
grows
deeper
than
the
ocean
or
her
dreams
For
what
it's
worth
Jasmine's
taste
grows
deeper
than
the
ocean
or
her
dreams
For
what
it's
worth
Volatile
she
wants
your
fear
She's
old,
old
before
her
years
Jasmine's
taste
conspires
to
dignify
her
harmful
ways
For
what
that's
worth
Jasmine's
taste
backfires
if
you
refuse
to
play
those
games
For
all
they're
worth
Insecure
she
feeds
her
thoughts
and
needs
With
images
and
dreams
Take
me
up
Take
me
up
to
your
heaven
And
shower
me
with
your
light
Take
me
down
Take
me
down
to
your
torment
Uncover
me
with
your
fire
Jasmine's
taste
can
stretch
beyond
the
depths
of
your
desire
To
your
dismay
Jasmine's
taste
delights
in
all
the
intricate
designs
Of
disarray
Take
me
up
Take
me
up
to
your
heaven
And
shower
me
with
your
light
Take
me
down
Take
me
down
to
your
torment
Uncover
me
with
your
fire
Time
will
only
push
her
strengths
To
extraordinary
lengths
She'll
trade
secure
for
misery
And
innocence
for
ecstasy
She
sees
herself
and
cries
Take
me
up
Take
me
up
to
your
heaven
And
shower
me
with
your
light
Take
me
down
Take
me
down
to
your
torment
Uncover
me
with
your
fire
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