I know it seems you've finally won her over

That you've taken her from these two arms of mine

But a taste of your love only makes her thirsty

And she still comes to me to pour the wine

She still comes to me when she gets lonely

When another's love has stopped she turns to mine

And though she may come to you to set the table

She still comes to me to pour the wine



I'm not surprised to see her clutch at your love

For she's been known to stray from time to time

But when she's had her fill of milk and honey

She still comes to me to pour the wine

She still comes to me...

She still comes to me to pour the wine