These roadmaps on the palms of our four hands Beneath these sheets, between these walls We speak with no words, just eager fingertips The silence between our breaths Devilish grins and bloodshot eyes We live in love.
These roadmaps on the palms of our four hands
Beneath these sheets, between these walls
We speak with no words, just eager fingertips
The silence between our breaths
Devilish grins and bloodshot eyes
We live in love.
Beautiful!