Sax Man

No one ever told me there'd be men like you
I never read a book that told me what to do
When the music from the saxaphone
Won't leave your melting heart alone
And cuts from fifty jagged words are healed with only two,
For you.

Play me something, Sax Man, play me something sweet.
Surrounded by the sound I feel almost complete
I just let go, let too much show
I know, I know, I know you know
So play it low.

Do it to me Sax Man, play me one more time
Let this mouth of mine now be your reed.
Do it to me Sax Man, play me smooth and slow
I promise you that I'll be every key you need

Is it the brass or my skin your skilled fingers bless?
Is it the music or your breath I feel my neck caress?
Help me, Man, I'm falling, and I can't find the floor.
Your music - our music keeps me wanting more.

No one ever told me there were men like you.
But now I could write a book about just what to do
When the music from the saxaphone
Won't leave my melting heart alone
And cuts from fifty jagged words are healed with only two,
For you,
For you.



copyright, 2011
Fay Campbell