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