Из альбома: Working in the Backroom
Can?t tell you how many times I?ve wanted to hold you
Can?t tell you how many dreams how many fantasies
As I count down the hours and I count down the seconds
Will I be able to say will I be able to say
You are beautiful to me
You are sexual to me
Still a mystery
You are woman
Sometimes I wonder if this love will ever find expression
Does a seed in winters arms know of springs intention
Two spirits dancing through a body conversation
Is this light years away will I be able to say
You are beautiful to me
You are sexual to me
Still a mystery
You are woman