Razor Sharp Edge
Men in my life have had a razor sharp edge
Got me feeling' like I'm on the edge of a mountain
And there is an old billy goat up there with me
And I can see the sky as a vision of the future
So soapy, sudsy blue
And I can see that brick home with cut out hearts of the white wood porch
Yeah, me thinking of you Capricorn us
Another one gave me his razor to use a d since then I've had the blues
Talk about a razor sharp edge in and out of the bed
Things very much cleared up
Copyright © Susan Mills | Year Posted 2023
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