In the dust of night I feel you breathing. And I ask myself if youre really there. Maybe you dont know. . That sometimes I need you. More than I want to.
I feel hazy. Why is everything black and white?. I feel dizzy. Like my fucking head is full of dynamite. Jump in my Mercedes. But it isn't quite driving right.
Yeah. Ohh yeah. . (You can get what you want). I want my love to paint pretty pictures for me. (You can get what you wish for). Technicolor and super-reality.
I could be your sea of sand. I could be your warmth of desire. I could be your prayer of hope. I could be your gift of everyday. . I could be your tide of heaven.