Lyrics

Les Ricordo B wanted a purist new dream
All landing upon this magical eve
Les morticia say des luca is so barely complete
By said mornings after are all at her feet

And it's so much more than anything that we had stored
In love that's so true
Ever More-More-and never more
C'est les more

A holy encounter for nuns and their sheep
A father mourns quietly in such housed discrete
Dusty rose in a chapel of fermenting wine
All stealing my precious and valuable time

And it's so much more than anything that we had stored
In love that's so true
Ever More-More-and never more
C'est les more

Ever more More more