bell suite

I got used to loving you
The heart is a muscle and its strength
Is just a memory
Forgive me
I got used to loving you
I got used to kissing you
Waltzing on the dance floor of your lips
Steps I can't forget
Forgive me
I got used to loving you
Hold me with the space between us
Never let me go
Patterns drawn with fingers gently roaming
Cross my mind
I got used to having you
I began to believe you were mine
Golden bells ringing in time
Forgive me
I got used to loving you
He's an iron bell
Ya, I can tell
He's lost his shine
But he still clamors
After all this time
And when he rings boys
Ain't it fine
He's an iron bell
That man of mine
All the little babies
All the golden rings
All the big kahunas
And romantic flings
All the desert islands
All the trouble and woe
All the different stallions
And their way to go
All the disappointment
In the weighted crown
And the audience is shouting
For a beautiful sound
But the muse is dying
So that it can be born
In a pipeline city
With the people's scorn
And you wake up in the morning
Saying I'm done this time
But by the afternoon
You have changed your mind
Cuz you cant give up the torment
Of your living hell
And you cant give up Love
With a capitol L
He's an iron bell
Ya, I can tell
He's lost his shine
But he still clamors
After all this time
And when he rings boys
Ain't it fine
He's an iron bell
That man of mine