I can feel the heat
Of your body next to mine
No need to be discreet
When love is on the line

Tangled in the web we weave
You're all that's on my mind
Seems as though we are stuck
Our bodies intertwined

Not a spoken word is chimed
Break your spirit
As well as mine

Melting down into the sheets
Got to catch up with my dreams

Can't get used to working on Sunday
Got some place to be
Turn into a pumpkin, on the stroke of three

Watching from a distance, so that you don't cheat
As long as a toenail
Starring at webbed feet

Don't know who to follow
Out there on the street
A gulp and then a swallow
Every time we meet

Drowning in my sweaty palm
I still can feel the beat
Headfirst into water
Retreat, retreat, retreat