Im looking on the streets just to know your name,
1 million beats but there not the same,
Morning light streaming through my window pane,
being [bad word] just hold me close, like it was, just like it was,
3 minutes? since I been at your door,
all the dust has settled & so has the score,
still long for your touch,
the feelings are my fault & not enough believe me now,
Girl dont you pretend, Girl can make amens
the desire, give a sign, that you are still mine