No flash in the pan
You're a splash as my January turns into February
And I feel good
I like your pace
And the narrowing space between our bodies
Am I understood?
And I like you
So I stuck my fingers in your hair
Oh, I like you
And I wanna leave 'em laying there
I waited a while
And I studied your smile in pictures
And from across the room
I like your light
And the wild ways of your days and nights
And your latest tune
And I want you
And I wanna taste your gypsy sweat
And I want you
And I ain't satisfied just yet
And I'd like to get as close as I can be
Would you like to pass a couple miles or three
With me?