You. Wheeling like a butterfly. Danced into this solid life. You
You. Shy about the secret things. That gives your world a thrilling swing. You
You. Greedy lips and smiling eyes. Drag me to you paradise. Yeah you
Your my kind of
Sold out true love
Your my kind of small treason
Sold out true love
You. Got this world a lot to give. To turn despair into a myth. You
You. Will never be my public muse. Never be my proud excuse. You
Your my kind of
Sold out true love
Your my kind of small treason
Sold out true love
You. Spice up this shake. With precious quakes. Just break rules
You. Take me on your floor. Sex without it all. It’s so true
Forever an inch of my heart. Forever a blink of my mind
You’re the air I breath when the moon hits the tides
Your the moment that kneels at my door
Forever this buried chain. Forever the drips of shame
You’re the silent song that nobody ever sings
The sun that stays below
You’re in my, stolen in my, you’re in my blood
You’re kiss, a small blizz, born on my tongue
You’re a breeze, just a sneeze, a stain on my skin
You’re the batch in my plastic bag, you’re my little sin
You’re the bird on my naked shoulder, with tiny, tender wings
Soft whispering in my ears: “I want you to sing”
My name, your name, and Jesus when we burst
Yeah you float on the wavelength of all my gentle words
You’re the mighty window that looks through my eyes.
Don’t close your curtains, let me inside