Victor Pizarro - Story Lyrics

I've heard a story
I've heard it said
I've come to believe that love is a bet
Sometimes you win it
Sometimes you lose it
Sometimes it calls you right in the move

Come to my table
Come to my bed girl
Easing my hunger
Easing my head
Bringing me fire
Bringing me water
Taking me high
Taking me down

Ooh...

Give me your pretty
Give me your mercy
Give me your happy
Give me your sad
I may be staying
I may be going
I may be left out
May fall apart

Come to my table
Come to my bed girl
Easing my hunger
Easing my head
Bringing me fire
Bringing me water
Taking me high
Taking me down

Ooh...
Ooh...

Come to my table
Come to my bed girl
Easing my hunger
Easing my head
Bringing me fire
Bringing me water
Taking me high
Taking me down

Ooh...
Ooh...
Taking me down

Taking me down