Dreamin

Dreamin

Eyes tellin’ a story,

Biting my lips… looking too.

Can’t believe you belong to me,

Just thought makes me want you.

Your lips, my eyes,

Your soul, my mind,

I think it’s time we realize,

This is it,

It’s time to ride.

We can ride it out.

Til you scream & shout,

Til we start a storm, and end a drought,

Til I feel you breathe into my mouth,

I want to throw my hands up in glory,

You’re way too good to be true.

Can’t believe that you’re for me,

Just the thought makes me want you.

& that’s when I wake up,

Consciousness takes a close up,

And I find that I’m not closer…

I’m just dreamin of making love to you.

…I gotta get back to sleep.