Mingle in Pine

Golden green, mingle in pine
My hands are warm, butchers in mind
Give me your slight mistlin' bones
I wanna retire 'til your breath calms

Baby, don't go home tonight
Wait until morn', then you see how
Winter has flown for the south
Everything's gon' to be better now

Know you don't like the sun going down
The darkness calls into your frown
Darling, I'm here for you to tend
All of your fears, I will as well

Baby, don't go home tonight
Wait until morn', and then you'll see how
Winter has flown for the south
Give me your warm sugary mouth

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Baby, don't go home tonight
Wait until morn', and then you'll see how
Winter has flown for the south
Everything's gon' to be better now
Everything's gon' to be better now
Mm-mm