‘Cause I sure can… For as long as I remember you sitting between my arms, I remember the smile and all that deep careless breath inside my chest…Becoming addicted is just another day I have to wait for, in addition I’m ready for it right now. So holding my temper seems just so useless in contradiction with the need I have to spend my time being yours… For as long as I can reduce my present and go back in the past I only see radical decisions , critical moments and desperate flavors of the unfaithful souls. So hold me ! If I were a damn cold , crawled-out song, you’d just become my blood-heart-pumpin’ rhythm-bass. It’s lust I craved for so long and nothing else but happiness should I find in us from now on .
Stretched my hands out in the poorly oxygenate air , and I feel you around my fingers, grabbing my hand and lifting me away from this kind of dust. If I would close my eyes , you’d be right behind my eyelids , smiling with joy and love… If I could run, I’d run inside your soul and paint an abstract form of living to the borders of pleasure and gumption. So can you feel it ?
