Satin on, your shoulders sliding Gravity on my side again Tracing down your spine until The lace is on the floor
You ain't even got a bed frame yet, but the mattress cool Last time I checked, the last time that I slid through We were discussing where we head once it's over Hard as hell to keep my composure When the miles disappear and the inches accrue With your lips on my neck and the rest of you too I shake my ancients envision, an outer sanctum A world we crafted from pages Apples, Adams, and ancients, how loving you was a cadence How loving me makes me braver, courage beyond the ballad Ain't no way they can tame usTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
