tosakarade
Bluelighter
To describe the way i'm feeling
Words can not explain.
To tell you what you mean to me
Means I first need to understand.
I often seem to start, and find
My stomach filled with butterflies
Even though you are not around.
Who would have thought,
Just the brush of your foot,
Could make me feel so alive.
And yet I'm scared
Because I can't explain.
It's all so quick,
It's all so new,
These feelings I contain.
So please be kind and gentle,
And mix our pleasures too.
It's such a thrill, just to sit,
And hold, and enjoy...
Just the presence of you.
Words can not explain.
To tell you what you mean to me
Means I first need to understand.
I often seem to start, and find
My stomach filled with butterflies
Even though you are not around.
Who would have thought,
Just the brush of your foot,
Could make me feel so alive.
And yet I'm scared
Because I can't explain.
It's all so quick,
It's all so new,
These feelings I contain.
So please be kind and gentle,
And mix our pleasures too.
It's such a thrill, just to sit,
And hold, and enjoy...
Just the presence of you.
