Your Love It Lies (Gene)

While chimneys seep my room is dark The wardrobe sees you sleep There's nothing here But rumbles from our streeet, And I'm left wanting more I've tried to ask, but While stooping down Your mouth began to gasp "Oh, look at that, I think I'd better pass" So I'm left wanting more Given time and a cheap dark room And I will show you All the love and wonder You could buy This town lies calm The low sun climbs And if you give me time I'll take you in my arms And tend you like a vine But I'm left wanting more Your love, it lies Those hands deny the hatred in your eyes So turn that down And give me a reply But I'm still left wanting more All great loves of this world Are cast asunder, because Here comes my thunder Just for one night No need to buy