I’m feeling like ain’t first time we ever meet
You make the time fly slow, slow
Just like slow rivers flow
I see the fire in your eyes
It makes me feel
It takes me high
So bring it on the dancefloor..
Baby u better start this right
I’m losing it
I can’t Control,
this
Must be love
Love...

Every night
I fall asleep
to your voice,

even when
your not there,
playing your guitar
next to me
in bed.

Your voice
echoes around me,

even when your not
sitting on the counter
playing your guitar.

Your that little voice
that echoes
inside of my head.

Even when
your not with me,
I hear your voice.
I hear you,
playing your guitar.

He sat there
on the edge of my bed,
playing with the strings
on his guitar,
stringing me along.

Pulling me closer
with his voice,
beautifully bruised,
carrying me in.

The moonlight complementing
his every note,
every inch of him.

Buried diep.
Lost within a fantasy.
Lost in this room
with a melody,
and a voice
so addictive.

He sat there,
smoke and moonlight,
playing his guitar.