Looking into your golden eyes
i put all my pieces in your hand
how i hate accepting help
but sometimes its nice to stand
your breath soft and warm
lips achingly tender on my neck
going under in emotion again
am i breathing? have to check
arms enfold me in warmth
a feeling i never want to escape
the dizzying rush continues
almost more than i can take
but i can still take it sweetheart
and as long as i can i want to
because nothings ever felt as right
as right now, loving you
