Follow Follow

FOLLOW, FOLLOW

not like the moon
and not like the moonlight

and not like the sea
or heavenly bodies, bright

she's got something else
she's got, something else

a spot by the shore
watchin' the white and blue
beautiful hands run beautiful sands through

she's got something else
she's got, something else

we sit by torchlight
keeping choices at bay
like open ocean
or narrow pathways
but I'd go with her
follow, follow
an' I'd go with her
follow follow

she leads me to lust
and feeds me from olive trees
the fruit in hands
is shrouded in mystery

she's got something else
she's got, something else

we sit by torchlight
keeping choices at bay
like open ocean
or narrow pathways
but I'd go with her
follow, follow
an' I'd go with her
follow follow