Crushed ( In The Grip Of Your Love )
By Bill Colgate

Once burned twice shy
Palms wet mouth dry
Outta sight outta mind
So why do I face what I left behind
Crushed in the grip of your love
Crushed in the grip of your love

First love last flame
Both burn, burn about the same
You seared my soul
But now you are back and in control
Crushed in the grip of your love
Crushed in the grip of your love

As the python said to the rabbit
"Honey I love to squeeze you tight
This could get to be a habit with me
Are we doing anything tonight"

Feed a cold starve a fever
Why should, why should I believe her
She built that pyre
Now I'm being led, a martyr to the fire
Crushed in the grip of your love
Crushed in the grip of your love

Tell the truth shame the devil
How could how could she be on the level
She won that race
But now she is back and in my face
Crushed in the grip of your love
Crushed in the grip of your love

Caught, trapped, crushed in the grip
Caught, trapped, crushed in the grip
Caught, trapped, crushed in the grip of your love

© Widow Pook Music 1993 - Socan

Bill Colgate - Lead Vocal
Tom Szczesniak - Piano
Mike Francis - Electric Guitar
Brian Leonard - Drums
Scott Alexander - Acoustic Bass
David Blamires, Debbie Fleming, Judy Tate - Vocals