You breath is sweet
You eyes are like two jewels in the sky
You back is straight, your hair is smooth
But ı don't sense affection
No gratitude or love
Your loyalt is not to me
But to the stars above
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee'fore I go
To the valley below
You daddy he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw the blade
He voice it trembles as he calls out
For another plate of food
You sister sees the future
Like your mama and yourself
You've never learned to read or write
There's no books upon your shelf
And your pleasure knows no limits
Your voice is like a meadowlark
But your heart is like an ocean
Mysterious and dark
Arama
