segunda-feira, janeiro 28, 2008

Or

but your sweatshirt says it all
with the hood over your face
i can't keep starin' at your mouth
without wonderin' how it tastes
i'm with another boy
(he's asleep, i'm wide awake)
and he tried to win my heart
but it's taken
(time...)

i know the shape of your hands
because i watch 'em when you talk
and i know the shape of your body
'cause i watch it when you walk
and i want to know it all
but i'm giving you the lead
so go on, go on and take it
don't fake it, shake it