Afternoon

With lace to kiss my throat
Were further than they'd be
And watch my cool and fragile hands
With lace to kiss my throat

And done with this desire
And hum a purring note
And I will have a sprigged gown
I'll comb my hair in scalloped bands
With memory to share my bed
With memory to share my bed
And done with this desire
I'll draw my curtain to the town
Beneath my laundered cap

But oh how I wish those blessed years
And I will have a sprigged gown
With peace to share my fire
When I am old and comforted
And I'll forget the way of tears
And hum a purring note
With peace to share my fire

When I am old and comforted
When I am old and comforted
Lie light upon my lap

And done with this desire

I'll draw my curtain to the town

And rock and stir my tea