The Giver Of Gifts Lyrics

Perhaps she really loves him
Maybe now she never will
An angel at my table
A promise to fulfil
She don't want to hear the voices
The mirror smiling from the wall
Saying she could make atonement
If she wants to heed the call
She don't want to hear at all

And The Giver
Sees many things
A river of light
A mirror that gleams...

Maybe now she’s getting weary
Thinking nothing makes the difference
anymore
He's the key but she's not thinking clearly
Maybe love's too high a price for her

The Giver of Gifts
May be many things
The river runs swift
Where her cool body leans
Does she know where you are?
Does she know what it means?
At the doorway to the Theatre of Dreams?

Pretty women seek perfection
Pretty strangers they embrace
Perhaps they're looking for affection?
Perhaps it's something in a face?
For some it's sacrifice and caring
A state of grace or the sharing of a soul
A lucky woman wants for nothing Where another needs it all,
Yet another eats you whole

In dedication to the moment
Premonitions in the passion of a song
She lies open to emotion
And whatever turns it on
(Until she's gone gone gone)

To The Giver of Gifts
Who sees many things
a river runs swift
Through the valley of streams
She knows who you are
She knows what it means
And the price paid at the Theatre of Dreams

She draws you down beneath her
It never felt this good before
And as the urgency grows deeper
You find it feeds you more and more

One more kiss before she leaves
Her gentle tongue could not be wrong
One more caress and she'll believe
She knows it's what she wants
Yes she knows it's what she wants

And The Giver of Gifts
Heals many things
The deep colours bleed
Where her cool body leans
And you know where you are
You know what it means
You're at the doorway to The Theatre of Dreams

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