Sex (ré-édition)
I could wait a thousand hours
Until you open your door
But I can’t wait no more
The opening time of your flower
I can only imagine my fingers
Softly sweeping your silky skin
I feel now like a teenager
Beyond its dreams falling
Minutes after minutes I slip
From the nape of your neck
To the nape of my desire’s deck
From where behind mountains I’ll ship
I can only imagine your eyes
Closed to the sound of my voice
Keeping each moment in Joyce
Maybe you’ll join the sky
Drawing you like a blind
I don’t want you to be kind
May I just be the one apart
Who will feel the heal in your heart
Watch me growing when you whisper
You’ll be mine forever
I dive and touch your soul’s depth
When, as unexpected as death
You show me the way to the gate
Where love beats the unbelievable hate