Warmth of him

I like the look of agony, he said to me.
His eyes convey sincerity.
How can this be?
But dont all the girls love a boy who knows his poetry?

I like the way he speaks to me with the kindest tone.
And in his arms Id forever be, he could be the one,
To reveal evermore,
This new sensation.

Show me all his hopes, his fears.
Ill drink him and swallow his tears.
Hes breathing me new air, new life.
His eyes more piercing than the sharpest knife.

Show me all his hopes, his fears.
And drink him and swallow his tears.
Hes breathing me new air, new life.
His eyes more piercing than the sharpest knife.

I like the look of agony, he said to me.
His eyes convey sincerity.
How can this be?
But dont all the girls love a boy who knows his poetry?

I wanna see his hopes, his fears.
I wanna drink him and swallow his tears.
I wanna move and feel him, follow close.
I wanna be the girl he loves the most.

Show me all his hopes, his fears.
Ill drink him and swallow his tears.
Hes breathing me new air, new life.
His eyes more piercing than the sharpest knife.

His touch moves swift,
As the bewitching wind,
And Ill walk to my grave.
Oh, feel the warmth of him.

Show me all his hopes, and drink them in.
Breathing me new air, new life.
Breathing me new air, new life.
Breathing me new air, new life.
His eyes more piercing than the sharpest knife.