Hornman what you feel is my love
Hornman what you play is a glove which fits my needs
Magic breath fills his lungs watch it rise
Hits a high note to reach the skies
Hornman blows it hot thru his lips
Hornman plays it hot til’ it fits, touch my greed
Flying fingers hold my love in your hand
Climax the run Crescendo the Man
Excite with your notes from inner space
Put your lips where I burn, fill that Place, fill that Place
Solo
Hornman plays what I feel how could he know
Hornman plays it blue when he blows, touch my need
Magic breath fills his lungs watch it rise
Hits a high note to reach the skies
Hornman blows it hot from deep within
Horman plays it hot touch my need sense my sin
Flying fingers hold my love in your hand
Climax the run Crescendo the Man
Excites me with his notes from outer space
Put your lips where I burn fill that Place, Fill that Place
Red hot from the Blues, fills my need
Traded our hearts, borrowed each others dreams
Turns on that white hot heat, burns right thru my soul
Hornman plays it hot Ahhhhhhhhhhhh
He blows from out of Blues, distant wail of a Dreamer
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