It's not what it seems,
We're being bombarded with love...
But what will happen behind closed doors?
...And then we kiss?
What's in an kiss?
Why is it so important?
We're getting deeper...
And then we kiss?
Your love is on my lips,
I'm feeling a rush!
Coming over me!
And when we touch...
This moment when everything's still...
I close my eyes!
And then we kiss?
Why do I regret what couldn't be undone?
Why do I feel like I am eight-teen feet off the ground?
I feel like a feather...Dripping like a puddle of blood,
So shallow and hallow...
Burned and brought down,
Quiet and shy...
Like a newborn baby!
But somewhat instinctively can cover up my lies,
And my lips...
But still...
...And then we kiss?
All seems astray...
And I feel so disoriented...
But to feel like I am destined to fail...
I cannot so grasp;
As this love may be for only an acrobatic style act,
As the verge between the enlightenment of the damned and the norm,
Are ever so intertwined!
But for me to hold it all back!!!
And to fake who I am...
Just so...
...And then we kiss?
