Being inside of you
Being surrounded by passion
where passion kills, passion thrills
and passion fills
We lay hand to hand, eye to eye
the moon staring down
as if she was in envy
the light radiating heat upon us
passion of true stars
Moving in a song
a never ending list
of cords and notes
written from the soul and heart
true passion can never die.
Up or down
gentle touch
we slide in sweat
pure like a white rose
Reaching the highest
the wettest
inside of us,
my volcano explores
AIXA
where passion kills, passion thrills
and passion fills
We lay hand to hand, eye to eye
the moon staring down
as if she was in envy
the light radiating heat upon us
passion of true stars
Moving in a song
a never ending list
of cords and notes
written from the soul and heart
true passion can never die.
Up or down
gentle touch
we slide in sweat
pure like a white rose
Reaching the highest
the wettest
inside of us,
my volcano explores
AIXA
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