He made love to me
He made love to me
Then he left me alone at home
With new memories
Old emotions Fresh dreams
Wild notions
I smell his breath on mine
Taste the wine on his lips
The fear in his heart
That this won't work out
Worry I will stop loving him
We plan the next hookup
Knowing we could break up
Anytime without notice
His heart is wide open
Each moment is a blast
Because it might be our last
He made love to me again
Like it was the end of the world
I taste his lips on mine
Each moment in my heart.
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