I've been too drunk to love
Too drunk to care
I've looked like death, felt like Hell
Been the worse for wear
I've been drinking too much to remember
The hell of the night before
I've been drinking myself blind
And still I'll drink some more
She is the wine that makes harps and choirs
The sweetest sound that the grapevine brings
She is the wine that makes gods and angels
And when I drink of her, she conjures me wings
She invites me to her banquets
And I feast on her bouquet
She chases the dragons, and,
Drives the demon away
She builds a rainbow bridge
To the island of the blessed
She leads me to surrender
To the quarry of my quest
She is the temptress
The master magician
A sister to Eros
She is exhibition
She plays like a symphony
Smells like sympathy
Tastes like poetry
Gives her very soul to me
The Mission UK - She Conjures Me Wings Lyrics
The Mission UK - She Conjures Me Wings Lyrics
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I've been too drunk to love
Too drunk to care
I've looked like death, felt like Hell
Been the worse for wear
I've been drinking too much to remember
The hell of the night before
I've been drinking myself blind
And still I'll drink some more
She is the wine that makes harps and choirs
The sweetest sound that the grapevine brings
She is the wine that makes gods and angels
And when I drink of her, she conjures me wings
She invites me to her banquets
And I feast on her bouquet
She chases the dragons, and,
Drives the demon away
She builds a rainbow bridge
To the island of the blessed
She leads me to surrender
To the quarry of my quest
She is the temptress
The master magician
A sister to Eros
She is exhibition
She plays like a symphony
Smells like sympathy
Tastes like poetry
Gives her very soul to me
Too drunk to care
I've looked like death, felt like Hell
Been the worse for wear
I've been drinking too much to remember
The hell of the night before
I've been drinking myself blind
And still I'll drink some more
She is the wine that makes harps and choirs
The sweetest sound that the grapevine brings
She is the wine that makes gods and angels
And when I drink of her, she conjures me wings
She invites me to her banquets
And I feast on her bouquet
She chases the dragons, and,
Drives the demon away
She builds a rainbow bridge
To the island of the blessed
She leads me to surrender
To the quarry of my quest
She is the temptress
The master magician
A sister to Eros
She is exhibition
She plays like a symphony
Smells like sympathy
Tastes like poetry
Gives her very soul to me
Writer: ANTHONY SILVESTER THISTLETHWAITE, CRAIG DAVID ADAMS, MICK BROWN, WAYNE HUSSEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Performed By: The Mission UK
Length: 2:48
Written by: ANTHONY SILVESTER THISTLETHWAITE, CRAIG DAVID ADAMS, MICK BROWN, WAYNE HUSSEY