As part of me cries into your hand.
You make me want more,
you make me want more.
Let’s do it all again.
My fingers walk the fine line between you and I.
A circle of want, as we want what we want.
Can I feel inside?
I feel you now, a firm grip around me.
You can feel it too.
Let’s do it all again, you whisper softly.
As I make love to you.