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Something in the way she stares
Across the room at me
A sweet and gentle sister’s kiss
Can bring me to my knees

My beautiful, my gift
My wisdom, my baby
And in your hands, I have been
Always a weapon

You’ve got a special something I need to exploit
You make my breath catch in the back of my throat
You are like the moon reflecting light across the night
I want to catch a little bit
I want to make you mine

A steady hand to pour the wine
Belies intent inside
A crafty mind so cleverly
Planning her widow’s weeds

You’ve got a special something I need to exploit
You make my breath catch in the back of my throat
You are like the moon reflecting light across the night
I want to catch a little bit
I want to make you mine

My beautiful, my gift
My wisdom, my baby
And in your hands, I have been
Always a weapon