'd love to sit and watch you work, see your muscles move your bones.
And I'd love to feel the heat rise off your skin,
watch your fingers write the cold.

And I'd love to know your sweet and brown eyes through
more than a camera lens.
And I'd love to be so sweet and flattering,
watch your white skin turn bright red.

If your heart starting beating faster,
would you suppress the beats, would you let them grow and peak higher?

And I'd love to know your voice in every tone,
feel the pressure of your pulse.
And I'd love to turn your bad days into parades of everything you want.

And I'd love to know your heart through more than the
words you've spilt and sung.
And I'd love to be all of your wildest dreams coming true at once.

And you are so beautiful, you make my hands shake.