Lyrics Howling - Radio Version - Ry , Frank Wiedemann
Hot
night
coming
/ keep
the
car
running
Lavender
fingers
/ swallow
my
pollen
Gold
I
swam
into
your
spell
/ on
the
rite
of
god
we
fell
You
were
plush
and
I
laid
bare
/ you
had
me
howling
Cold
I
fell
into
your
skin
/ on
the
night
you
led
me
under
your
sin
You
had
me
howlinggolden
siren
/ under
exposing
Come
lay
your
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