Swollen promise on your lips,
Small explosion on your fingertips
Waiting for your words…
Your mouth’s a magic wand
Your mouth’s a magic wand
Begging for more won’t satisfy,
Thrust the deepest dark into the light
Your mouth’s a magic wand.
From the whisper to the deed,
From the hungry to the feed.
Something strong and feral you require.
Open wide and claim your wild desire, it’s waiting for your words…
Your mouth’s a magic wand
Your mouth’s a magic wand
Sating a need that won’t say no,
Winter’s warmest breeze begins to blow.
Your mouth’s a magic wand.
