The Green Pajamas

Box Of Secrets

When did I get so good at being bad Was it when you whispered your command To tell you so much more than I ever have And to open up my box of secrets You thrilled me with your voice You killed me with your tongue I hadnít any choice, you didnít offer none You held very very still and let me come Into my box of secrets How did I get so high Howíd I get so free Some siren from a midnight sea Sings so pretty that it drowns me Fathoms down in a box of secrets I confess my heart I confess my love I confess all of the sins Iím thinking of You fit me like the hand in that latex glove That is paging through my box of secrets _______________________ by Jeff Kelly (c) 2006 St. Brigid Publishing BMI