Lisa Mitchell
"Clean White Love"

I left the keys in the car
I left the door ajar
I didn't want to be alone

These are the days and the nights
of these sweet humbling heights
and I know it used to be home

Whisk me away
i'll be yours for a day
in heavenly fields which we roam

A woah ah oh you're my clean white love
A woah ah oh you're my clean white love
What are you doing?
What you doing, what ya doing to me?
What are you doing to my head?

A woah ah oh you're my clean white love
A woah ah oh you're too clean white love.
I give my heart on the morning of November 6th
Oh, everybody's looking for a fix

Hey...

Sell me a sign
I'll cut the telephone line
Just to keep the quotations alive

Oh you're bleeding me dry
but the feeling is blind
and I know you're looking divine.

Sell me it straight
Oh, it might be too late
Keep on breaking the rules

Oh...
A woah ah oh you're my clean white love
A woah ah oh you're my clean white love
What are you doing?
What you doing, what ya doing to me?
What are you doing to my head?

A woah ah oh you're my clean white love
A woah ah oh you're too clean white love.
I give my heart on the morning of November 6th
Oh, everybody's looking for a fix

Oh.... Oh a oh....

And this love is diseased
there's a cure
I need that medicine
to get to the core

Remember this place
It's left to the fates
but it's kind to be cruel

Oh...
A woah ah oh you're my clean white love
A woah ah oh you're my clean white love
What are you doing?
What you doing, what ya doing to me?
What are you doing to my head?

A woah ah oh you're my clean white love
A woah ah oh you're too clean white love.
What are you doing?
What you doing, what ya doing to me?
What are you doing to my head?

A woah ah oh you're my clean white love
A woah ah oh you're too clean white love.
What are you doing?
What you doing, what ya doing to me?
What are you doing to my head?

In my heart on the morning of November 6th
Oh, everybody's looking for a fix

Ohhh... ah ohhh......