A Case Of You

A Case Of You
I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I used to be frightened by the devil
And drawn to those who weren't afraid

Remember when you told me
That love was touching souls?
Well, surely you touched mine
Part of you pours out of me from time you time in these lines
You're in my blood like holy wine
You're so bitter and so sweet
I could drink a case of you darling
And still be on my feet, still be on my feet