Lyrics

So this is not the place And these are not the times I hear my bell a-tollin' Now the stars begin to shine Salome, Salome I... Salome the love we made Between us Has become the hunted kind And I recall I surrendered I saw you dancing barefoot In the garbage and the leaves And we were small, worn and tender Salome the games we played Woke the dogs Who prey on me Prey on me 'Cause Salome, Salome maybe Salome maybe between you and me We'd have made some history Salome, Salome I... Salome if it's all the same Whatever did become of me, of me... And I'll be there, I'll wait for you I'm hearing in the distance There's a bird that calls my name 'Cause Salome, I adored you Salome the very flame That licked us Has become fair game Fair game...
Writer(s): Davey Moor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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