I'll Comb The Tangles From Your Hair - James Grant
It's so strange to think
That love's where this began
And where will it end
And after all I'm just an ordinary man
I can not pretend
So killingly you smile
Like a dare
I want to comb the tangles from your hair
Comb the tangles from your hair
I want to comb
The tangles from your hair
Comb the tangles from your hair
I watched your trembling shoulders
In the church
Prayed for you
And I wonder would
They quail before my touch
I'll wait for you
Your eyes your lips
Your legs
The weeds you wear
I want to comb the tangles
From your hair
Comb the tangles from your hair
I want to comb
The tangles from your hair
Comb the tangles from your hair
I can't get the old hag off my back
I'm slipping through the cracks
Slipping through the cracks
I watch you walking by beneath my window
My dark star
And I find that I can't banish from my mind
Your light
You are the sea to my dolphin dreams
I comb the tangles
Want to comb the tangles
Tangles from your hair
I want to comb the tangles
Want to comb the tangles
Comb the tangles
I Want to comb the tangles
Tangles from your hair
I Want to comb the tangles
I Want to comb the tangles
Comb
Tangles from your hair
I comb the tangles
I comb the tangles
I Want to comb the tangles
Tangles from your hair
It's so strange to think
That love's where this began