Paroles de Treasures Of The Ancient World

Her blue eyes have a misty air That project she is better than this She bounces ecstatic over mattresses Air changes with the flick of a wrist Well you could say she deserves anything maybe But no one deserves nothing at all I’m staring upon her back pretending To read the plaque on the museum wall Her blue eyes have a misty air That project she is better than this In The Treasures of the Ancient World I’m sensing for the scent of her secret Well there’s a pleasure from the ancient world I’m sensing for the scent of its secret Her blue eyes have a misty air That project heart’s not smaller than this There’s a camp full of camels Burst like Roman candles Men mount their saddles and forget what they saw And any moment I could change everything Maybe but habit has a hold on us all Her hand’s now upon my back The pharaoh is on the plaque on the museum wall Her blue eyes have a misty air That project heart’s not smaller than this In The Treasures of the Ancient World Sensing for the scent of her secret Well there’s a pleasure from the ancient world I’m sensing for the scent of its secret What’s that? The scent of a secret Rocks around Horse looks down Tail shaking around Suez Canal Rocks around Horse looks down Tail shaking profound Suez Canal