Adam at the Window - Mary Black

Adam’s at the window

Staring at teh apple trees on fire

Waiting for the windfall

That brings the smile of kings and their desire

Door blows in behind him

A floral pattern summer dress so gay

Burning in the sunlight

Too late to wait

For darkenss won’t delay

To steal her cherry lips away

For while the coareless tongues of sunlight

Slowly trickle down

The curve of hips her fingertips

In kissing sips we drown

In kissing sips we drown

And Adam will have his way

Adam will have his way

Adam’s on the island

Living in the land of love

Shadows lurk around him

Drunk on the royal jelly of pure love

Full and ripe the fruit hang

For when the prince arrives he will want more

And more and more he will drink from the canvas cup

The son of a swan will then loose his plumera

And he will wear a new age suit

And haunt the joints in town

And play a silver magic flute

And call his lovers down

And call his lovers down

And Adam will have his way

Adam will have his way

Adam will have his way

Adam’s at the easel

Painting in the wrinkles and the grey

Waiting for November

Easy with the darkness of the day

Smiles a tear of gladness

And Adams at the window once again

Burning in the sunlight

Too late to wait

For darkness won’t delay

To steal her cherry lips away

For while the careless tongues of sunlight

Slowly trickle down

The curve of hips, her fingertips

In kissing sips we drown

In kissing sips we drown

Repeat Chorus…