Body To Dust - Joan Armatrading

I thought I had a lot

I opened my eyes at eight

It’s past one

And I never said good morning

Hold on there

Wait

Don’t run away I’m only talking

Don’t move a finger for one kiss

You can take all my pretty moonlight

That’s money to me Take charge of my reasoning

Hold on Take a hold of me Make the body beautiful

A huge old barrel

Rust my car if you must

Just don’t go giving too much of yourself

To everyone

I swear

Turn my body into dust

Just show me a clean face

Clean as can be Either keep your hands to yourself

Or stretch out and give them to me Need much more from you

Than twenty four hours

So much I don’t have to rush

Just don’t go promoting yourself to everybody

I’ll sell my soul for your trust

There’s so much that I want to do All I need is time

No cost to you if you just go 'bout

Your business

And leave me alone to unwind

For a long time