A Summer In Saigon Testo

you can dance to my song can pick flowers from my hair send me postcards for my birthday and when you prick your tongue on the thorn of the rose in your mouth... i will kiss you i will kiss you you so sweet and low your eyes went cold i'm talking about piercing my sin into your heart to see you helpless... so sweet and low your eyes went cold like a man on his knees with a sword through his chest talking about kissing you... i will kiss you i will kiss you so sweet and low her eyes went cold the story sweet and low the message loud and clear it was a summer in saigon it was a summer in saigon it was...