Suzanne Vega It Makes Me Wonder

Virgin Mary on a chain
Has hit me in the mouth again
As we explore the carnal score
Of sacred and profane

Sulky boy won't drink his milk
So mother's breast below the silk
Remains untouched it's way too much
Reject all of that ilk

I have to say it makes me wonder
If you are holding me
To the same blue flame that you're under
'Cause I feel you scolding me

It makes me wonder
It makes me wonder

Virgin Mary's in the way
Hallucinate her face by day
Obscure the view in front of you
It's me here made of clay

You're playing near that line so thin
Austerity or just give in
To endless appetite
embrace that white oblivion

I have to say it makes me wonder
If you are holding me
To that cold blue flame that you're under
When you are holding me

Why so high the expectation?
Who could live up to this?
And there's no time now for explanation
Cold as an angel's kiss

And I have to say it makes me wonder
If you are holding me
To that cold blue flame that you're under
When you are holding me

It makes me wonder
I have to say
It makes me wonder
I have to say
It makes me wonder