Girl

Give me your love
I don't trust your lust.
Gentle like a dove
But fast like an Indian arrow
Sweeping me off my feet
Cutting deep into my bone marrow
First, it was my eyes
Now it’s my thighs and my sighs.

Boy

Take my love
Fill your empty heart
Give me your heart
I'll give you my soul
Hold my cold dead hand
And save me from the fall
I’ll be inside you
The day
Lust morphs into Love.