Quaint Affair Songtext
von Beangrowers

The sunlight hits the lonely streets
Love despairs for the one in my bed
It′s a quaint affair with an air of defeat
Because nothing's easy
Nothing′s easy when it's wrong


It's harder not to never never ever have to love
Love in a sense loves himself
Maybe undressed calls me his darling
With that stare and those hands, come back again
′Cause the things that now deceive me
I know I′ll never care to understand

A thought recurred for hours and hours
Could I pretend that the man in my bed
Is the one I hold dear but then that's unfair
′Cause my love is easy
Love is easier to share


It's harder not to never never ever have to love
Love in a sense loves himself
Maybe undressed calls me his darling
With that stare and those hands, come back again
′Cause the things that now deceive me
I know I'll never care to understand