Trace my soft skin with your lips
Lead me to the stairwell they call Heaven
Perhaps it leads to Hell
Caress my curves with gentle hands
Whisper sweet things in my ear
Press me against the wall
I promise it's not too cold
Run your finger along my jawline
Take my breath away with every little touch
Ignite a fire in my chest that burns for you
Lead me to the stairwell they call Heaven
Perhaps it leads to Hell
