Steal some covers share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
My fingers trace your every outline
Paint a picture with my hands
And back and forth we sway
Like branches in a storm
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday Morning
And I never want to leave.
The bits and bots i love about the lyrics on this song.
:D
xoxox
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