With your kiss
You send me to oblivion
With your kiss
You make me weak in the knees
How warm you feel in my mind.
With your kiss
Your eyes burn into my mind
With your kiss
I feel arms
I feel the arms of a wooden chair
I feel the hard cold truth
Glass
Just a picture
Just a smile
Just a person
Unaffected by the touch of my lips
The stare of my eyes
The trickle of my tears
But your kiss is still there
Please
Just let it stay there
Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 10:12 PM UTC
With your kiss
You send me to oblivion
With your kiss
You make me weak in the knees
How warm you feel in my mind.
With your kiss
Your eyes burn into my mind
With your kiss
I feel arms
I feel the arms of a wooden chair
I feel the hard cold truth
Glass
Just a picture
Just a smile
Just a person
Unaffected by the touch of my lips
The stare of my eyes
The trickle of my tears
But your kiss is still there
Please
Just let it stay there