You caught me by surprise,
It was the eyes,
They ****** me in like a moth to a light,
Like the first summer's day or the first winter's night
Keep me warm,
Stand behind me,
Hold me close,
Feel me breathe,
Run your fingers up my sleeves.
Rest your hand on my cheek,
Lean in closely, fall in deep.
Oct 20, 2013
Oct 20, 2013 at 10:53 PM UTC
You caught me by surprise,
It was the eyes,
They ****** me in like a moth to a light,
Like the first summer's day or the first winter's night
Keep me warm,
Stand behind me,
Hold me close,
Feel me breathe,
Run your fingers up my sleeves.
Rest your hand on my cheek,
Lean in closely, fall in deep.
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