Appetite Songtext
von Martin Hagfors

You are my lady of the sacred heart
You have a voice that never leaves the charts
Let′s let the grapes all ripen on the vine
And don't be too hard on ourselves this time

I made the best choice that I′ve made before
Even though we keep walking to the door
You are a storm on the Florida keys
My chance in life I had to seize


Hey something's happened to your appetite
Fruits of our labor from a moonlit night
We hit the jackpot with a tall return
I hope that you and I will never learn

If I were the keypad that your fingers touch
I'd sense if you hesitated far too much
I′d smile back at you from the silver screen
Attempt to be sucked into your slipstream

Hey something′s happened to your appetite
Fruits of our labor from a moonlit night
We hit the jackpot with a tall return
I hope that you and I will never learn


You are my lady of the sacred heart
You have a voice that never leaves the charts
Let's let the grapes all ripen on the vine
And don′t be too hard on ourselves this time