Sleeping in the devil's bed

A gravação é péssima mas a canção é óptima. Eu, pelo menos, gosto.

SLEEPING IN THE DEVIL'S BED

I thought of you in blue and red

I thought of you when you were playing

I thought of you in my bed

You were there, bound and chained

I thought of you there next to me

wearing that pretty face

I thought of everything you could be

Sleeping in the devil's bed

Thought of you when lights were low

and I payed for what I had

I thought of you way down below

till I felt I was going mad

I think of you when I tell myself

and the fever rises high

I think of you and I get what's comin'

Sleeping in the devil's bed

I wanted you and I wanted more

I wanted everything

I wanted what I couldn't get (give?)

Sleeping in the devil's bed

In the devil's bed

I woke up in the steady rain

I woke up when you said

It's late and I'm feeling heavy,

could you hold my aching head...

I found myself tangled in wire

I found you there in my dream

I found you in desire

You had left the devil's bed

You had left the devil's bed

You had left the devil's bed

(Daniel Lanois)