Black Lace

It's not because the loss is great
Not to flaunt heartache
Not for Jesus or my name
My pleasure is the only aim

Black lace, black lace
No fool's embrace
Holds me when the tears run down my face
Crimson roses in a tall glass vase
And my silk dress made of black lace

Now I don't mean to seduce
And I ain't offering no truce
I wear it for what I did not win
So just enough light gets in

Black lace, black lace
No fool's embrace
Holds me when the tears run down my face
Crimson roses in a tall glass vase
And my silk dress made of black lace

Black lace, black lace
No fool's embrace
Holds me when the tears run down my face
Crimson roses in a tall glass vase
And my silk dress made of black lace