Suspicious Wit Lyrics

Dry the tears for the rainbow chaser
Roll out the red floor for the grand wedding
Suspicious wit to ease the attraction
The Sunday in Brighton cancelled last minute
The arranged date that makes you want her more
The sequence of events stated in the book
Icelandic looks with beauty and glamour
Acquainted style

It could only be

Only be

Gambling debt with will and power The game of chess for the knighthood
Hearing sounds on the checkered floor
A withering draft from beneath the door
Or acquainted love am looking for

And if I catch your suspicions round the Vine of your
guilt
Then I begin to to wonder
I begin to wonder

Open minds catch the drift as the fever Explodes on your
face
Suspicious I've become
Suspicious you became

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