Lemuria
An Attempt to Think About You
Modestly silencing the treasure beneath the elastic palisadeYour body recites a suspicious confidenceThat pushes me awayWe're making love like it's a sport And you're winningWell, the thing is that for meIt's the foreplay that makes me tickBecause standing at the top of a mountainLeaves me nothing to look forward toI just have to retrace my steps,And at the bottom of the hill you've already leftNow i'm reaching for anyoneBecause I miss being in love
From Letras Mania