Do you want what I want
can we make it work?

I love (y)our bed,
and I have tried to get away
but I end up here
and so do you, it seems.
But the bed is a seed.
Sprouting something big.
The bed is the expression
of what lies underneath
**** mortgages and kids.
I want a lifetime of this...
of you and me

I want a lifetime of strolling down the street
with your hand in mine,
and you will give me a kiss
in the mechanic stairs
and when we are alone,
we will be unchained

You said I left a mark in you
a bite with my name all over
You made me express my whole;
you are my Lover

This is my bare heart
all I want from you.
All I want is the all of you.
To be joined with you,
to know you are with me.

Does this annoy you?
I am annoyed too.
And I will get more insistent,
the more you refuse.
(Of course you can say no,
this is merely explanations
on how my wretched heart works)

But this is my bare heart
I think I love you, I do.
I have big plans: do ya? do ya?
Let's keep on trying.
Let's say we do.
Let's take a ride together
as we used to