Letra de An attept to think about you

Modestly silencing the treasure beneath the elastic palisade
Your body recites a suspicious confidence
That pushes me away
We´re making love like it´s a sport
And you´re winning
Well, the thing is that for me
It´s the foreplay that makes me tick
Because standing at the top of a mountain
Leaves me nothing to look forward to
I just have to retrace my steps,
And at the bottom of the hill you´ve already left
Now i´m reaching for anyone
Because I miss being in love