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I don't know, what I do to you But I find myself at the East river, waiting to meet with you Late at night, I keep dreaming of you We're making love, on the sofa, that belongs to you We fly higher than kites, when we're face to face Searching for time, alone, in this here violent place We don't know who we are, or why we've met That is strangely good, in some sort of freakish way The things we'll do, will make you feel like a woman Falling in love, with a man she doesn't even know The words we'll say, will send your mind on a journey Looking for self-understanding, of the things we've done Catch your breath; your heart beats too fast You feel my presence, in your arms, will not last I have an urge; I must kiss your hand The first scent of this woman's fragrance, lies deep in my head So we slit our wrists, and we join our blood To symbolise, some type of, crazy oath Sometimes it feels so wrong, but it could be good enough To sacrifice our freedom for each other's hearts The things we'll do, will make you feel like a woman Falling in love, with a man she doesn't even know The words we'll say, will send your mind on a journey Looking for self-understanding, of the things we've done
The things we'll do, will make you feel like a woman Falling in love, with a man she doesn't even know The words we'll say, will send your mind on a journey Looking for self-understanding, of the things we've done The things we'll do, will make you feel like a woman Falling in love, with a man she doesn't even know The words we'll say, will send your mind on a journey Looking for self-understanding, of the things we've done
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