Whisper softly, I'm all ears. Kiss my neck and baby, I'm yours.
Stay inside, a little longer. We have yet to satisfy our hunger.
I can't stop and take time to think. No, it ain't my nature, would you like a drink?
Just sit back and rewind to all the nights when you were mine.
This raises a few questions for myself: What nights were you ever mine? Do I really want you? Do I deserve you? (not in the slightest) Would you be good for me? Would we be good to each other?