Ooh, ah... Ooh, ah... The streetlights sing with restless sound, A fleeting trace where you were found. I chase the outline left behind, A fragile mark I cannot define. Ooh, ah..., it circles through, The pulse between myself and you. Ooh, ah..., it twists, it stays, Moving in unfamiliar ways. Your glance, a language sharp, restrained, A fleeting spark I can’t explain. The air is heavy, edges thin, I lose the shape beneath your skin. Ooh, ah..., it circles through, The pulse between myself and you. Ooh, ah..., it twists, it stays, Moving in unfamiliar ways. Keep me close where borders meet, Where hunger and restraint compete. Each intention slips in disguise, Each connection quietly tries. Ooh, ah..., it bends, it slides, Ooh, ah..., the current hides.
