From the recording Listen To The Music
A sultry, downtempo song full of world percussion.
Lyrics
Starts out sweet and then it tastes bitter
The light it hits so right you think it's a painting
But it's not, It's so hot
And I gotta get out gotta get out gotta get out
Your lips they touch my bruises like a salve
And the coolness of your fingers
Makes me blush
I wanna stay
But it’s hot
It’s hot in here
And I gotta get out gotta get out
gotta get out gotta get out
I gotta get out gotta get out
gotta get out gotta get out
Shelter
Baby, we're in this thing together
Naked under covers with my lover
Then I am red lying in your bed
All of this power
All of this pleasure
All this trouble when I met you I was in a bubble
First there was one now there are two
And I, I have to choose
Do I choose you
Oh, Shelter
-Instrumental-
Starts out sweet and then it tastes bitter
And the light it hits so right you think it's a painting
But it's not
It's so hot
And I gotta get I gotta get I gotta get I gotta get I gotta get out
I gotta get I gotta get I gotta get out
I gotta get I gotta get I gotta get out
Of this shelter