Something in the wind
Something in the wind
Glides over my skin
Glides over my skin
Gentle as the memory between tongues
Could you be the only one
Who turns flowers into rivers
Flowers into rivers perfectly so
Perfectly so
Rainbows in puddles
Tulips in streams
Honey, Baby, Darling
Angelic
Angelic madness in a kiss
Intense is the only way to live
Honey, baby, darling, ooh
I'm smooth i'm sweet red velvety
In a steam cream backseat fantasy
Something in the wind glidin' over my skin
Gentle as the memory between tongues
Could you be the only who turns flowers into rivers
Perfectly So
Rainbows in puddles
Tulips in Streams