More Wine (session outtake) Songtext
von Rufus Wainwright

I saw your lips, dear, in my sleep
Sway of those hips, make willows weep
Slow like a grapevine, gently creeping

Would you care for some more wine?
Let me pour you some more wine

I′m sure you've broken many hearts
Your virtue, temper, and your sparks
Now we′re alone, the larks sing sweetly

Would you care for some more wine?
Let me pour you some more wine


My, how your cheeks grow rosy, your charming freckles darken
The waning sunlight shows me
Time has slippеd, the evening bеlls chime
What do you say?
Let's finish this wine

The morning sun in these damp woods
Somebody shoot those goddamned birds
Why, who are you lying beside me

Would you care for some more wine?
Let me pour you some more wine
Would you care for some more wine?
Let me pour you some more wine