Passion seeping through her fingertips
The sweat from her hands intertwined with mine
Her eyes closed so I can appreciate her beauty
and her mind open so I can tell her so
CHORUS
You and lust have made me wreckless
She's pulling at my heart strings
I'm pulling at her necklace
every word clouded by my daring thoughts
and mirrored by her desire for them
As we gaze towards the barren ceiling
not a word to be uttered, we know them already
CHORUS
Young, stupid and wreckless
She's pulling at my heart strings
I'm pulling at her necklace
My hands run along your hair, but yours stay safely
around my waist where they are attached
Love glitters while your body sparkles
Here you are, retiring from your will
CHORUS
You and lust have made me wreckless
You're pulling at my heart strings
I'm pulling at your necklace
freeing herself of what she once thought she knew
Listen to the echoes of the same old phrases
and pretend they don't wear thin, just for me
It's hard to believe that we could end up here
and here we would stay
but I'm prepared to lie to myself
and rest, holding you all day
I'm quite impressed with myself on this day. From the first line the ideas just kept flowing... bit over-sensitive for my liking and I feel it does verge on wussy but I like it. Even though I won't admit to it again
