Visions Of Us
I imagine us taunted in bed, smiling back to each other
I have visions of you still, fingertips caressing my face
I may dream of your lips and my lips,
The sweetest sensation never disappeared.
Only my pillow hears the unstoppable yearning inside me
Your hands never left my waist, I...
I have visions of you still, fingertips caressing my face
I may dream of your lips and my lips,
The sweetest sensation never disappeared.
Only my pillow hears the unstoppable yearning inside me
Your hands never left my waist, I...