Follow me inside my room The pictures in my head Red lights-please close your eyes Shut the doors to broken ways And join with me What could have been plain? What could have been plain?
The sun raise on your smile And we laugh But it' still dark and softer I glance on down these long long legs And pull you down with me Over me so close to me Kiss it away with delicious lips My sweetheart in tears
Feeling more than ever White teeth and a lovely broken look In a land of golden cure Christmas bells the night in your arms And my hands on your face Will you take me there? Will you be here again?
But in a way to die you whisper "Could you please just catch me?"