&I; can't quite remember
exactly what you smell like or how you taste
but I know you're there in my mind
in the recesses
Because I can soak in the water for a million years but I can't
wash away your whispers,
I can't
scrub off your sentiments,
I can't
clean off your kisses
I can't
Stop
Oh, I can't
Stop
dreaming
about the lullabies I'd sing.