I so much like the things you said
I can't believe it in my head
But real-life touching makes me nervous
I'll touch you in my mind instead
Singing and dreaming, singing seems to ease me
When I start to lose the grin,
I have to put some music in
It sounds just like a Sunday service blended with some homemade sin
Singing and dreaming, singing seems to ease me
In a dream I kiss you lady
It's so much less complicated and real-life touching makes me nervous, expectations decimated