Hands with black nails
creep 'cross my back...
When our lips are pressed together, I taste that...
An emotion is controlling me,
it's changing the way I feel...
Last night we talked from twelve to five,
All the long the things you were saying were in...
Kissing you gently
Our bodies close together...
I see you lying there,
I can not help but stare...
I still feel your touch, still hear your voice...
Im not asking for the stars
Not the sun...
Leave a hand-print
on my soul...
Two lips telling secrets
Two hearts connecting...
It's late at night, and I'm searching for sleep...
Take me back despite the flowers and the trees,
And curtail my fear by granting me this one wish...