Soap and water
take the day from my hand
scrub the salt from my stinging skin
slip me loose of this wedding band
Soap and water
hang my heart on the line
scour it down in a wind of sand
bleach it clean to a vinegar shine
Daddy's a dark riddle
Mama's a headful of bees
you are my little kite
carried away in the wayward breeze
Soap and water
wash the year from my life
straighten all that we trampled and tore
heal the cut we call husband and wife
Daddy's a dark riddle
Mama's a handful of thorns
you are my little kite
caught up again in the household storms
Daddy's a dark riddle
Mama's a headful of bees
you are my little kite
carried away in the wayward breeze
Vega Suzanne - Soap And Water Lyrics
Vega Suzanne - Soap And Water Lyrics
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Soap and water
take the day from my hand
scrub the salt from my stinging skin
slip me loose of this wedding band
Soap and water
hang my heart on the line
scour it down in a wind of sand
bleach it clean to a vinegar shine
Daddy's a dark riddle
Mama's a headful of bees
you are my little kite
carried away in the wayward breeze
Soap and water
wash the year from my life
straighten all that we trampled and tore
heal the cut we call husband and wife
Daddy's a dark riddle
Mama's a handful of thorns
you are my little kite
caught up again in the household storms
Daddy's a dark riddle
Mama's a headful of bees
you are my little kite
carried away in the wayward breeze
take the day from my hand
scrub the salt from my stinging skin
slip me loose of this wedding band
Soap and water
hang my heart on the line
scour it down in a wind of sand
bleach it clean to a vinegar shine
Daddy's a dark riddle
Mama's a headful of bees
you are my little kite
carried away in the wayward breeze
Soap and water
wash the year from my life
straighten all that we trampled and tore
heal the cut we call husband and wife
Daddy's a dark riddle
Mama's a handful of thorns
you are my little kite
caught up again in the household storms
Daddy's a dark riddle
Mama's a headful of bees
you are my little kite
carried away in the wayward breeze
Writer: SUZANNE VEGA
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.