I´m afraid of you
As the heat rises and you sleeveless in shorts
Your summer palm leaves a mark where I place my thought
We touch in buses, trams, trains and planes
I´m afraid of you
If I only could know your name
And we´re getting more of each other than we aimed
We´re sinking into each other deeper than we can
As the heat rises and you wear just a blouse and sunglasses
I´m afraid of being able to see through
We touch everywhere else but our faces
We make love everywhere but our beds
And we´re getting more of each other than we can bare
We´re sinking into each other deeper than we can
We´re merging into each other more and more
But where can we get like this really if we never talk
If we never talk.
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