Peppermint Man

Black copper kettle a candle and a knife
Silver and silk and a tie to catch their eye
Patiently waiting the cover of the night
Down from the hill to the village out of sight
Oh, what will he do?
Waiting
Longing
Aching for you
Your innocence
Beautiful
Delectible

Creeping through shadows all throughout the night
Watching in windows where happiness is shy
Laughter and hands play their voices getting tired
Too late to scream and its too late to cry
Now it's time for you