Women Have The Power

On Saturns rings the maidens dance, Safely from commitments reach Down below on the gassy orb, The young men beg, please set us free They tease us with their shadows, Seducing silhouettes in the skies A grown man turns into a child, They bite their lips to drive us wild Why do they have such power? What did we do to merit this curse? They slay us with their wanting eyes, Placing us in their sequined purse But all in all, it's worth the quest Although they vanish with the dew My guitar is whispering in my ears, Now you are fit to play the blues Now going back to the spark in their eyes Whether brown or blue or green It's not so much the color, It's their stare that chains our hands and feet Perhaps one night I'll catch their ear, It's not the movement in their dance It's not the lips or curvy hips In love I wish to catch their glance For though they have the power Their heart betrays them the end For I wish to be her lover of choice But more than that, a cherished friend