Abra Moore
Touch and Go
You're traveling through my head againI pull you out every once in a whileJust to look at youTo lay with youTo remember how it used to beBurning streetlights, setting our hearts on fireTipping the bottle, leaving our heads spinningClinging tight now under the noonday sunYou won't let me go freeEvery once in a whileWeaving a lover in the palm of my handRunning that river, making my head go roundDripping teardrops fallin from the skyKeeping the tides easyEvery once in a whileTouch and goLike a wet fish dripping from my fingertipsYou move me.
From Letras Mania