The Battle

Dawn breaks on the battlefield
 And all the morning mist lays heavy on the ground
 And the silence is like thunder
 As the enemy prepares another round
 And her soft satin armor
 Lying on the far side of the bed
 Wounded and heart broken
 And scarred by the killing words I said
 I have no rules in battle
 So I fired the guns of anger once again
 Oh, she is such a little thing
 And there is no doubt about it, I can win
 But with teardrops as her weapon
 She easily destroys my battle plan
 And then shamefully retreading
 I smile at her and then she takes command
 Girl, what a sweet surrender
 I'm captured by two lips so warm and tender
 She completely surrounds me with her loving moans again
 It was love that brought the battle to an end
 Now the enemies are lovers once again