Testo Biloxi, in a grove, cleans out his eyes

This is the cleft where she fell
I found her at the bottom of some small canyon on the floor
I remember you as cold so I turned the heat to your legs: oh Donna I was so much less than the sun

she's going to be
better than she could ever seem

when she blows her flame man It's like she knows you're watching the days turn into flame
Donna's oh got a right to
look into glass tubes
but the prisoner is like a dock in a bay

Donna rose
defiled the flowers
picked a pink flower
from the country fields
and if you love me
you'll be on fire

undone country: i'm on a base
we don't feel disdain
you didn't mean it when we stayed on fire
even Dido never stayed on fire
but Donna cares
that's why I care back
there's a hundred roads
there's a hundred flames
clean our my eyes
return her gaze
(daddy always)
I see my life is made of rain