paroles de chanson Angel Food - Ani DiFranco

If the mattress was a table top
And the bed sheet was a page
We'd be written out
Like a couple of question marks
My convex
To your concave
We'd be lying here
At the end of a sentence that asks:

Are you ready now
Are you gonna glow in the dark
Are you gonna show me how

Do you like to watch when water misbehaves
Do you like waves
As the wind shifts and shifts again
The sail smiles
And gently slaps around the mast
Ballast
Ballast

If the mattress was a table top
And the bed sheet was a page
We'd be lying here
My convex
To your concave

When you come to me
Come to me with cake in your pocket
Come to me nicely
With that soft kinda cake that's mostly icing
Come to me ready and rude
Bring me angel food
Bring me angel food
Angel food
Angel food