Story Behind the Song
Lyrics
Weapons of Love
They’re the weapons
Loaded up when new were born:
Bolts and batters,
Snares with troubling thorns.
I cry for mercy my love,
Mercy for the fallen down;
All that matters now,
Is will you come to claim your due?
Will you?
You’re the woman on my mind
Oh, how can I win you,
When you smile
And it’s a dagger in me?
Angle of jawbone
All along can turn me simple-oh!-
Press my senses to the fire.
Weapons of love,
All the things I’m dreaming of:
Flashing every night,
Blast and burn me till the light-
Weapons of love,
Arm the one I’m dreaming of;
Deadly weapons
Of the woman
That I love
Dreaming of.
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