oh don't you worry
i'm packing up my boxes
runnning to your western vista
to lay my skin against your rocks
no hype or flurry
a long thought out route
peeling off my winter dress
to put my body in your mouth
slowing down to scurry
riding high to your ranch
bolting from the city beast
to wrap these legs around your branches
my love, my One
i never meant to leave you
my cradle, my dove
in this skyline i don't see you
my fire, my lung
my higher view
my balcony, my tongue
you're licking me, but i'm tasting you
you're licking me, but i'm tasting you
