I think about crossing that line,
What it would be like when your body meets mine.
What would your expression be, as I slowly slide in?
A groan of pleasure, a flicker of sin?
Would you kiss me deeper as I tremble beneath,
Or would you hold back, just to watch me breathe?
What it would be like when your body meets mine.
What would your expression be, as I slowly slide in?
A groan of pleasure, a flicker of sin?
Would you kiss me deeper as I tremble beneath,
Or would you hold back, just to watch me breathe?
What do you sound like when the tension breaks?
Your breath heavy, your hands leaving their trace.
It’s the thought of you near, that drives me insane,
This daydream of us, over and over again.
Your breath heavy, your hands leaving their trace.
It’s the thought of you near, that drives me insane,
This daydream of us, over and over again.