Peter Gallway
Peter Gallway
Peter Gallway
Peter Gallway
Peter Gallway
Peter Gallway
Peter Gallway
Peter Gallway
Peter Gallway
Peter Gallway
Peter Gallway
Peter Gallway
I had a twelve-day lover
And nothing in this world
Could make her love me with her soul
Her mind and body, though not cold
She was a twelve-day lover
And I was far too bold
To dream that it could ever last
Now it's burning in my past
To haunt my loves to come
Well, she was so intimate, sensual and free
The pleasure she found in discovering me
Was much too confusing, her hands too seducing
And I was just glad it was me
She was a twelve-day lover
I'm unable to regret
But my heart just can't forget
How her face looked all upset
When she asked me to go
And how I loved her so
I never told her though
She was a twelve-day lover
She was a twelve-day lover
Oh, twelve-day lover
Oh, twelve-day lover
Well, come on, come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Well, come on, come on, come on, come on
Yeah, come on, come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
Well, come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, yeah
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on
Twelve Day Lover was written by Peter Gallway.
Twelve Day Lover was produced by Peter Gallway.