I came and saw you left the light on There was no one home at all Couldn't wait to get your clothes on Shouldn't come around to call on you The taste
kind I am the last of the followers, i have found my peace of mind Indigo boy, my little indigo boy Wouldn't have to run to you Take the milk right from
Sweet caress and tender mouth Kissed her breast, and then he found, he found Forty days and forty nights, before this day... Said that she would always
The slowest melodies coated me Soothing rythms stoked the fire in my belly Music is the man that made a woman out of me The purest voices call to me,
In the bat of an eye... You already think about yourself And I don't believe all the lies coming out of my mouth... Try to forget all the things that
what I used to be, I'm not what I'm not what I used to be, and I I don't know myself - from anybody else I'm not what I used to be, I'm not what I'm