They often say
that men need maids
perhaps that's true
could mine be you ?
You've been around
but never found
the one you need
could it be me ?
We both found out
we were too proud
now we're alone
in barren homes
We trace the etchings
in each other's skins
we push open the gates
where we used to wait
and sweetly begin
to let the other in
let the other in
I need a maid
you'd love a slave
let's try and see
what we can be
the times are hard
it's in the cards
we've seen the signs
and know the lines
the shadows fall
the blackbird calls
I stroke your hair
we take good care
refr.
1995.
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