Tori Amos – Leather
Look I´m standing naked before you
Don´t you want more then my sex
I can scream as loud as your last one
But I can´t claim innocence
Oh God
Could it be the weather
Oh God
Why am I here
If love Isn´t forever
And it´s not the weather
Hand me my leather
I could just pretend that you love me
The night would lose all sense of fear
But why do I need you to love me
When you can´t Hold what I hold dear
Oh God
Could it be the weather
Oh God
Why am I here
If love Isn´t forever
And it´s not the weather
Hand me my leather
I almost ran over an angel
He had a nice big fat cigar
«In a sense» he said «You´re alone here
So if you jump you best jump far»
Oh God
Could it be the weather
Oh God
Why am I here
If love Isn´t forever
And it´s not the weather
Hand me my leather