Your eyes are oceans. I want to swim in
Your shore. I'm bathing in the sun,
Your rays of light. Wild flowers grow
In a vacant lot. You've set a spark,
And I thought you might like to know
Your eyes are doors. I want to walk through
Your corridor, where the profane edge transcends
And beauty is limitless. Wild flowers
Bring me back to life. You've set a spark
And I thought you might like to know.
Before the scene changes,
Cast me another glance,
Another subtle persuasion.
I want to dance under the moon
And swallow the heat of your kiss.