I can't control just how I feel, when you kiss my lips it's so unreal.
Am I going to be alright when you leave? Are you going to remember me?
Who's to say what's right between us, are you ashamed of me?
Softer bodies, warmer temperatures, sweeter tastes and different places.
I can't begin to comprehend, what your eyes do to me. Are you going to be alright when you leave? Am I going to remember you?
Who's to say what's sin, do we believe it's true?
Loving glances, slow moving time, pinker lips and wider hips.
I can't not want you, when you touch me.
Are we alright? Are we okay?
