Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Velvet

Her skin is like velvet
Her face cut from stone
Her eyes when she's smiling
Will never reach home
But hear how she sings

Her touch would be tender
Her lips would be warm
But when we're together
I'm always alone
But hear how she sings
But hear how she sings
Hear how she sings

Her skin is like velvet
So I went to her home
Her place like a palace
With things you can't own
Her skin is like velvet
And hear how she sings
Hear how she sings...

- A-ha

3 comments:

Neko Wafer said...

Sam's beautiful. :)

Anonymous said...

I lived on the corner of Pasatiempo Drive and Sims Rd. in the 60's. Where did you live exactly? Did you go to Scott's Valley elementary and Harbor High also like I did?

tbone said...

I don't remember the exact address. We lived on Pasatiempo Dr. across from the golf course, and not for very long. I was mostly an Aptos kid - Rio Del Mar, Aptos Jr. High, Aptos High.