Can you imagine us making love.
The way it, would the first time that we touch
Can you think of it, the way I dream of it.
I want you to see it, like I'm seeing it.
It's a picture of perfection
The vision of you and I
Your lips upon my lips
(can you just picture this)
Your fingertips on my fingertips
Your skin upon my skin
Would be the sweetest sin
That would be the sweetest sin, yeah
All night I lay awake
'Cuz it's too much to take
Dreaming about the love that we could make
All day I think of schemes
To get you next to me
I want you so bad I can barely breathe
It's a sign of my obsession
That I can't stop thinking 'bout
It would feel so good
To be so bad
You don't know how bad
I want that
I would do anything
To feel