You keep going to the bathroom
Saying you'll be right back...
Tears building in my eyes
Tears stinging at my cheeks...
I told him I needed a moment,
A moment I wouldn't forget...
Sex is a sin
kissing is a shame...
This feeling for him
stays inside of me...
All these memories I'm blessed with, are my curse
And I don't think it could get any worse...
Would You Come With Me
Your head upon my breast to sleep...