Dreamy night and too many bottles of wine
Pile up, all together in a single file line
Its fine
Like the beauty in your eyes
We both hope to end between the sheets of lust and sunrise of sorrow
To hope that our toes curl up in the morning tomorrow
We throw our clothes to the floor as we erupt in more
Losing our sense and feeling it to our core
Where we battle for more then mere control
Nether less our instincts take flight
The stare is something we can't avoid and never hide
Stars in her eyes
Silhouettes made by sunrise
Under her spell
All because of the stare