I don't know what I'll do to you
But I find myself at the East River waiting to meet with you
And late at night I dream of you
Makeing love on a sofa that belongs to you
We fly higher than kites when we're face to face
Searching for time alone in this here violent place
And we don't know who we are or why we met
But it's strangely good in some sort of freakish way
The things we'll do will make you feel like a woman
Falling in love with a man she doesn't even know
The words we'll say will send your mind on a journey
Looking for self understanding of the things we've done
Catch your breath, you're heart beats too fast
You feel my presence in your arms will not last
I have an urge, I must kiss your hand
The first symptoms of this woman's fragrence lies deep in my head
So we slit our wrists and we join our blood
To symbolize some sort of crazy oath
Sometimes it feels so wrong but it could be good enough
To sacrifice our freedom for each other's love
The things we'll do will make you feel like a woman
Falling in love with a man she doesn't even know
The words we'll say will send your mind on a journey
Searching for self understanding of the things we've done
Whoa, Come Along...
The things we'll do will make you feel like a woman
Falling in love with a man she doesn't even know
The words we'll say will send your mind on a journey
Searching for self understanding of the things we've done
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