4 in the afternoon
I'm so in love with you...
You come up to me from behind
your hands come around...
Oh, how i long to touch you
and i think you know this too...
Lock the door
when we get inside...
Click and turn and pop and stretch
her limbs entice - evoke an embrace...
Baby, it sings
through these egg shell walls...
Our lips are oppositely charged.
They follow the quickest path...
There's this place in me where your finger tips...
It's the place where a part of you will forever be...
Contort this truthful anomaly. It's feelings...
Lets run away to a place full of passion;
Somewhere where its everlasting...
On a midsummer night
I dreamed of your lips...
I hoped you choked on the words that kissed that...
You were there time and time again...