كلمات Between Sheets

You and me, between the sheets It just doesn't get better than this The many windswept yellow stickies of my mind Or the molten emotional front line I couldn't care less, I'm transfixed in this absolute bliss Sweet sleepless tumbling night Hmm and the morning on your skin, a loved up light Tracing patterns in the maze of your back Softly, softly the goosebumps, like that And then a kiss... Hmmm, maybe another... And another one.. hmmmmmmm