Letra de The Operative de Magazine

You were never found to be backward
or wanting in any way
you were hidden so cleverly in love
what scheme did you obey!

And I know why you go so slow

You had such strange disappointments
too bare against the paint
you knew the handle was broken
and your strong arm was faint

And I know why you go so slow

Your tired empire's fallen
victim to your unease
you could make yourself so useful
if you'd get on your knees

And I know why you go so slow