Take me up about an octave Paint my body like a landscape Speak my truth while we're half-conscious Don't give a fuck about no red tape
Take a second, tell me how you feel Grab my hand like it's a steering wheel Stick shift throw me into gear Into the night Don't want to write it off as going down
Somewhere, somehow I want it all to happen right here, right now Let our bodies do the talking And don't be scared to say the wrong thing Bring you that horizon Heaven isn't far away we can fly in We ain't even dying Fighting for your love And if I don't get to have it I'mma die trying
Strike me like a white crane Go wild Girl, show me your fighting style We sit cross-legged in the temple No need to say a thing, just play the instrumental Break apart, go intercontinental I got the seashell up, like news team assemble You're razor sharp Skate over to my place We making love with no hands with brain-computer interface
Take a second, tell me how you feel Grab my hand like it's a steering wheel Stick shift throw me into gear Into the night Don't want to write it off as going down
Somewhere, somehow I want it all to happen right here, right now Let our bodies do the talking And don't be scared to say the wrong thing Bring you that horizon Heaven isn't far away we can fly in We ain't even dying Fighting for your love And if I don't get to have it I'mma die tryingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
