Songtext von Hand Painted Sky

There's a hand painted sky Out tonight, out tonight And it's perfect, perfect Perfect for love, perfect for us Yeah, us And as the night air cooled The beads of perspiration From my bow I trembled in expectation Of what is to come When lips touch lips And tongue meets tongue Lips touch lips And tongue meets tongue My roaming hands Begin to explore Ask for more, ask for more And as the night air called The beads of perspiration From my bow I trembled in expectation Of what is to come Until my skin presses against your skin And everything begins to peak Slowly, gently, you thrust me deep.