Moonlight Requisition
Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby, edgy and dull
and cut a six-inch valley through the middle of my soul
At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet and a freight train running through the middle of my head;
Only you can cool my desire
I'm on fire
Oh I love your breathing, and your voice when I pretend I'm not shy. And I'm not going to lie; I like the surrender on both sides and in the space between the cables where our whispers collide; we breathe upon the glass and draw stick figures with pressured fingers and condensation consummates the cold,
a little while in space
before our voices fold into another hour before dawn.
The best thing you'd ever tasted in your life. The best thing you'd ever felt in your life.
Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Brother Golden Hair surprise.
and cut a six-inch valley through the middle of my soul
At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet and a freight train running through the middle of my head;
Only you can cool my desire
I'm on fire
Oh I love your breathing, and your voice when I pretend I'm not shy. And I'm not going to lie; I like the surrender on both sides and in the space between the cables where our whispers collide; we breathe upon the glass and draw stick figures with pressured fingers and condensation consummates the cold,
a little while in space
before our voices fold into another hour before dawn.
The best thing you'd ever tasted in your life. The best thing you'd ever felt in your life.
Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Brother Golden Hair surprise.