I dream of a woman clothed in lingerie
mad girl, a red rose girl you
would it be okay if I claim your heart?
would it be okay if I sing you a song?
your love is hot, munipal, and tender
your heart is a spell, bewitchments, addictions.
I will touch you and touch you,
Lay the bed in and put some roses,
I'll want you, want you, and want you
Till I can no longer imagine billions of time I'd spend with you,
I will love you, love you, and love you
Till your hands grow...