Frida

When Frida rises in the morning does she brush her hair Does she lay it over gently in the bedroom baby, I really hope so Lay those loving hands on me The full moon rises, every night but she won’t see it Since last Friday, been so tight but been so seamless Oh Frida till the lights come down You could always stay with me Tell you something Sweet Frida, practice when you meet her tell you why You mustn’t ever let her know She’s the creature, keeps us all from sleeping late at night You mustn’t ever let her know Oh Frida don’t waste no time to get your there Waiting in line Is this love or is this someone else’s sunshine? I could never back out now I could never leave this be When Frida tries it in the morning can she leave it there Does she long for complications in the ether baby I really don’t know She will never stay with me Tell you something Sweet Frida, practice when you meet her tell you why You mustn’t ever let her know She’s the creature, keeps us all from sleeping late at night You mustn’t ever let her know How far to go Times goes fast or is it slow Is this love how will I know Or will these feelings ever die That’s the motion on my mind