Y O U C A M E W I T H O U T W A R N I N G
You came without warning
on a monday morning
the day was all shot through
by shadows from the past
afterimages of the last
time that I was with you
and it didn’t take nothing
to see that I was something
that you just had to do
Well it mighta been right
on a Monday night
to release a little energy with you
— it mighta been right
in the end it came down to you
And I didn’t mean maybe
when I put it to you baby
There’s just time space and nothing more
But instead of pain
we could have pleasure again
just like before you heard about the fall
so when you come come
come come come around me
please take some form
take some from I can see
Well ghosts are fine
but I like some flesh on mine
Ya can’t steal my love
Ya can’t have my love for free
Copyright 1974
T.K. Major
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