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Sensual Item - Vince Jones

Written by：Vince Jones

No longer the sensual item

Reflecting the beauty of the day

Now there are children all around her

Listening to what she has to say

She tells them the stories of their folklore

Remnants so love forgotten roles

Innocents listen to her stories

She says to them no one really knows

How could you call my name and say I'm with you

Noone ever asked my point of view

Still you make decisions that you feel

Convincing others that we need the new

Murals painted everywhere in sight

Man is still diego's only plight

Tricks he plays discovering the new

No one ever asked our point of view

Sky rockets burst into the future

Go to the Island in the sky

This woman is watching by the window

A touch of humour in her eyes

Her ideas abandoned for the children

Easy to start so hard to stop

Tricks of the man she knows as her man

A touch of humour in her eyes

No longer the sensual item

Reflecting the beauty of the day

Now there are children all around her

Listening to what she has to say

Sky rockets burst into the future

Go to the Island in the sky

This woman is watching by the window

Touch to humour in her eyes

How could you call my name and say I'm with you

Noone ever asked my point of view

Still you make decisions that you feel

Convincing others that we need the new

Murals painted everywhere in sight

Man is still diego's only plight

Tricks he plays discovering the new

No one ever asked his point of view