Your Tongue Like The Sun In My Mouth

Sophie B. Hawkins

I met a woman from another time

I couldn¡¯t think

But a drink from her eyes

Was like water to wine

She wet my dreams with her distinctive mind

I search the desert for a treasure

And a measure of life denied

I¡¯m driven by cars and guitars and her voice

Ripping up and down my spine

And now I¡¯m giving my life for her sight



To be mine

And in her presence

My fate unwinds

For when her essence

Draws me too near

I can taste her with tears

On my tongue

Like the sun

In my mouth.



I met a man who kicked my front door down

He blew in with the Santa Ana winds

And a half cocked hound

He fits my body like a one horse town

And I was drunk like a vagabond on his street

And I lay face down

And I rode his joy like a child on a merry-go-round

I was young in his eyes

I was sweet on his thighs

I was profound

I was shot like a free bird in flight

To the ground.



I woke this morning from a deadly dream

He was my lover he was my filler

He was my chocolate-colored killer

He was me

I¡¯m built to run

My will is to deceive

But you penetrate severely

I am walking insecurely

On my knees

And I will wait through Winter, Spring and Summer

If you¡¯ll Fall in love with me

I will dance so slowly

You will hardly know I

Breathe

From Rome

To Madrid

To Paris



On the breeze

My scent will find you

Lost by degrees

From time to time you¡¯ll

Sing

With my lips

Or my hands

On your hips

Or my tongue

Like the sun

In your mouth