skip steps to match yours,
treading slippery pathways
to fall in your arms,
where will all of this go
we know not,
both of us afraid
but we still try to run around.
our fingers intertwine,
the thoughts we hold, my dear, are the same.
what a shame,
we'd be spectacularly beautiful
if we weren't both afraid.
i now sing those songs
i abandoned ages ago,
catch up to the scent on your skin
as you hold onto me
not wanting to let go,
sweet romantic chase
like we are back to being sixteen,
we're still young and reckless
still in our twenties.
i dislike these long drives,
like we are travelling a distance between ourselves,
your hand on my thigh,
my lips on your mind,
a passion that doesn't suffice,
baby, take me high -
higher than the stars in the sky.
should i try to paint you
in my dreams tonight?
