Iron & Wine "In My Lady's House"
It is good in my lady's house.
Every shape that her body makes,
love is a fragile word
in the air on the length we lay.
No hands are half as gentle
or firm as they like to be.
Thank God you see me the way you do;
strange as you are to me.
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