I couldn′t wait for no man
Divided your face in freehand, because
There's context
There′s context in our love
Riding away on horseback
Carving a name, the romance had gone
There's context in our love
There's context in our love
There′s context in our love
There′s context in our love
Rolled on your instep
Firing in ways that I won't
Hiding your waist and
Probably placed that I don′t
Oh, there's contact
Oh, there′s contact
