Lirieke: K. D. Lang. A Case of You ( Joni Mitchell ).
Just before our love got lost you said
"I am as constant as a northern star"
And I said, "Constant in the darkness
Where's that at? If you want me, I'll be in the bar"
On the back of a cartoon coaster
In the blue of a TV screen light
I drew a map of Canada, oh, Canada
With your face sketched on it twice
You're in my blood like holy wine
You're so bitter and so sweet
I could drink a case of you
And I'd still be on my feet, I'd still be on my feet
I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
But I'm drawn to those ones that ain't
Remember that time that you told me
You said, "Love is touching souls"
Surely you've touched mine
'Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time
You're in my blood like holy wine
You're so bitter baby, and so sweet
I could drink a case of you
And I'd still be on my feet, I'd still be on my feet
I met a woman, she had a mouth like yours
She knew your devils, she knew your deeds
And she said, "Go with it, stay with it
But be prepared to bleed"
You're in my blood like holy wine
You're so bitter baby, and so sweet
I could drink a case of you, of you darlin'
Still I'd be on my feet, I'd still be on my feet
"I am as constant as a northern star"
And I said, "Constant in the darkness
Where's that at? If you want me, I'll be in the bar"
On the back of a cartoon coaster
In the blue of a TV screen light
I drew a map of Canada, oh, Canada
With your face sketched on it twice
You're in my blood like holy wine
You're so bitter and so sweet
I could drink a case of you
And I'd still be on my feet, I'd still be on my feet
I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
But I'm drawn to those ones that ain't
Remember that time that you told me
You said, "Love is touching souls"
Surely you've touched mine
'Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time
You're in my blood like holy wine
You're so bitter baby, and so sweet
I could drink a case of you
And I'd still be on my feet, I'd still be on my feet
I met a woman, she had a mouth like yours
She knew your devils, she knew your deeds
And she said, "Go with it, stay with it
But be prepared to bleed"
You're in my blood like holy wine
You're so bitter baby, and so sweet
I could drink a case of you, of you darlin'
Still I'd be on my feet, I'd still be on my feet
K. D. Lang
K. D. Lang
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