After Class With Mrs. Brown

Impertently markedThe deign and the weary nowGovern my exultGovern my heart, my mind, my bodyThe weight on my soulMaking love to her will always beA frictional engrave to sought to not rememberStreaming real timeClosed screening in wait for what dreams may comeFor what dreams often bringA time when what I did was rightBefore a calm resignBetween the girl and boyPost mourning the mostBeautiful of days, weeks, months, years, livesMaking love to her will always beA frictional engrave to sought to not rememberAnd word on the street isThat she's got a lot of love to giveEverything a boy could want in a girlWhat are the odds of living it again?I've got to become one with what I've been missingIt's long past been you'll never live it againYou want what you lostYou want what you brought to its endOddsThe odds to live it againOddsWhat are the odds to live it again?What am I running from lord?I've got to find a wayBack into my mother's wombThat girl meant everything to meMy motherMy loverMy familyOver and over againWithout hesitation I will runOver and over againSo go back to the one you loveWhat am I running from lord?Wilt as I'll wilt lordMaking love to her will always beA frictional engrave to sought to not rememberAnd word on the street isThat she's got a lot of love to giveEverything a boy could want in a girlMaking love to her..Its long past been you'll never live it again