As I sit here
A quarter to three
I sit with friends
And think and think
How I hope to lay with you
And spend my hottest and coldest of nights
Your lips look sweet
Like a child's delight
Your hips feel right
Your hairs so long
Skins so soft
And your eyes
I've gotten lost
Night and night
I can't help but to be short of breath
Because I've run miles in my dreams
To be close to you my dear
My dear
My dear
Your smile and those eyes