High on your flirty lines,
I evaporate myself in sighs...
He reaches out
Voice cracking into the silence...
Shades of pink and clouds mark the sky.
Come here and take my breath away...
tyres screech down the road,
i know...
skip steps to match yours,
treading slippery pathways...
My liquor-drenched clothes
ask me to narrate stories to you...
Don't promise me those suburban dreams
when you can't promise to live it...
I just need to be comforted.
I need to be told it's safe...
Match the rhythm of my heart
for when your fingers touch me...
My skies peak at night time
when the sun has set...
I'll put on my makeup
And my new high heels...
I ask myself:
What am I to you...