From the recording Son Royale
written by hank barbee
Lyrics
come to me my queen
leave your blues in the night
waste out this room on love and light
as we fall in the quiet between
descend your wishing tree
new to the sound and sight
finding the glare too much, but it’s right
if you draw in closer to me
how were we not gonna fall?
tell me how were we not gonna see?
the answer, so plainly drawn
that you are what I need
sit close, out of sight
forever, you’ve laid on my mind
sweet to touch, I am burning and blind
singing out to your cues of delight
old trust, frozen in kind
a pickup that never would leave
connecting the dots with complicity
soul to soul this is our only crime
how were we not gonna fall?
tell me how were we not gonna see?
the answer, so plainly drawn
that you are what I need
climb off your starry ride
spin on a wind and a wheel
stepping away, she is stunning and real
left alone with the stone inside
how were we not gonna fall?
tell me how were we not gonna see?
the answer, so plainly drawn
that you are all I need
how were we not gonna fall?
tell me, how were we not gonna see?
the answer, so plainly drawn
that you are what I need