Ooh, we find each other when we touch as lovers
Ooh, we hate each other when we bond as lovers do
Ooh, we fight one another to possess the other
Are we better unfound? Aren't we living things?
Ooh, we found each other in the cold of winter
Ooh, we warmed each other in the absence of a fire
Cool skin glides no friction or imperfection
Are we blind in the dark? Are we even here?
Can we disappear / in the peace of nowhere? Is freedom 'out there?'
No, here... we're only here now
Fear? Who do we answer to?
Me.. I see just me and you
Free to meet our glance and hold .. hands so cold .. time grows slow
Ooh, we lost each other in the heat of summer
Ooh, we'd bound each other to the rules of living things
Ooh, we posed each other for a long exposure
In the light and the heat. Are we inhumane?
I, for one, am finding out,
As a living thing who wants to really live:
Life is not all light and heat
So press into me your smooth, cool flesh
Feel the sunfire of passion's breath
Before the world sees
You and me