The closeness we share is called desire, When we are together it is a fire. Without a flame, Music just whispers your name. Diving deep in the oceans of a song, How can these emotions be so wrong? Erotic dance for another chance at romance. Sand sliding through your hand like sand in a hour glass. Now silent under a tree your touch I do miss, As well as the heat from your kiss. Don't you need me just as much?