Slip of the Tongue

There’s no white horse coming
With his guns drawn and his
With his leaves on
There’s no point now in running
With our tails tucked between us
All I’ve ever wanted
Was a simple life full of complications
All I’ve ever wanted
Was an easy love full of tough relations
When the day is done
And the night is young
Find a body to belove and
Slip of the tongue
When the day is done
And the night is young
Find a body to belove and
Slip of the tongue
There’s no chance of revision
It’s a done deal well it’s a
It’s such a fine steal mama
And I don’t know what they been cooking
There’s a big plan and it’s
And it’s coming