Lirieke: David Mead. Mine & Yours.

Love my eternal mystery, buried in an angel's breast
Fell down the stairs and kissed me, smiled and forsook the rest
No calculated guesswork, now that introduction is made
And oh, what a thrill to hold her, an embrace inside a hand grenade

I'm a mess to be made this evening
With a cheap serenade so pure

What is mine and yours could never be unspoken
'Cause a love endured should scream to the ocean and sky
All the ways of boys and girls
Love the same is mine and yours, tonight

Sweet summer lilac romance, there upon the grocery shelf
I'm staring at your painted beauty, flexing my painted self
So take off your dress, don't worry, take off your boxing gloves
There's nothing in your touch to hurt me but the punishment I'm thinking of

I'm a mess to be made this evening
With a cheap serenade so pure
What is mine and yours

So, if it's a promise kept
Or a sweet, enchanted sorrow
I will still be here tomorrow as tonight

What is mine and yours