Hope Is Still On the Prowl - Kingsfoil

It’s a house warming party with cold, cold rooms

And I wander, I wander the hallways looking for my shoes

I remember your tongue, in my mouth

It’s a house warming party with cold, cold rooms

And I wander, I wander the hallways looking for my shoes

I remember your tongue, in my mouth

So I could not speak the truth although the words

Wanted out, my tongue was tied to you

Whoa, we’re going down, with my mouth on your neck and our heads in the clouds

Sugar, sugar, sugar, we are a honeycomb love affair

It’s true our love was simple

So when they try to complicate it, who cares?

It’s none of their beeswax, try to get back

To the way we felt before it was like that, when hope was a memory soon it’s an

army of doves

That I got flying at my back for love

Whoa, we’re going down with my mouth on your neck and our heads in the clouds

Whoa, as your faith fades out, you should know

Hope is still on the prowl

Hope is still on the prowl

It’s a pool, a pool party, with chlorine in my nose and we find

We find each other’s bodies while we’re losing all our clothes

Try to get back, to the love that

We knew was always there before combat but there ain’t no sides, see?

Cause hope is enough, it’s enough

We’ll keep our heads above the water for love

Whoa, we’re going down with my mouth on your neck and our heads in the clouds

Whoa, as your faith fades out, you should know

Hope is still on the prowl

Hope is still on the prowl