Close - so close He never looks at me But I hope to be close A phone call, digital ping X's and O's, add them up such a little thing Please ring Turn me into a thing Close
Inside - I want to be inside her Besides ok but better off inside her But she doesn't see Looks away and I'm shy But ok I still try I want her and inside
Touch, just touch I want to touch and be touched With his body I dream his body He's not rich but he sings With wings and things And little toe rings That sing and sing Touch
Hearts - 2 hearts Such fragile things Beating in parts Hearts - say it - hearts She never looks at me But I know she knows I'm here Because I'm driving nails into her stubborn forehead Hearts