You've got your playthings
Let me be one of them
Give me time, give me time
You'll forget all about him
I'll get you all alone
In the confines of my room
Doors locked, and windows drawn
Lost deep inside you
A scene at nightfall...flesh to flesh
I can taste your lips and I can feel your breath...
I could drown in your ocean
And that doesn't seem to change
But what matters is our rhythm,
'Cause that's all that remains
The look in your eyes
Reveals your surprise.
I can't open mine...
Sweet Pain keeps me blind
A scene at nightfall....flesh to flesh
I can taste your lips and I can feel your breath...