# A Scent of Lily - Augustine
Author: Staffan

You run yourself a bath  
I just got lost in my two room flat  
I swallow every word you roll off your tongue  
In your shadow, play on my walls  
You're once again just someone  
And it's hard to recall a single thought of today  
Spread all through my entangled mind  
A scent of lily in my bed  
Still left there from Sunday night  
Oh and how she spreads  
All through my entangled mind  
A scent of lily in my bed  
Still left there from Sunday night  
You run yourself a bath  
I just got lost in my two room flat (Spread, oh)  
I borrow some silly line from some poet I don't know  
You roll your tired eyes and fake a shiver with a chuckle  
And it's hard to recall a single word I just said  
Spread all through my entangled mind  
A scent of lily in my bed  
Still left there from Sunday night  
Oh and how she spreads  
All through my entangled mind  
A scent of lily in my bed  
Still left there from Sunday night  
A scent of lily in my bed  
Now what's next?  
My heart is in her hands  
A scent of lily in my bed  
Now what's next?  
My heart is in her hands  
(My heart is in your hands)

// staffan