I want you
I want you
I wanna run away with you
walk the streets of Paris with you
sneak into your bed at night
to confess
to undress
yes
shift
shift
move A to B
you are not outside of me
shift
think if Shakespeare
was a woman
if Bertolt Brecht
only difference
is where you carry
your extra flesh
shift
I want you
I want you
I wanna run away with you
walk the streets of Paris with you
sneak into your bed at night
to confess
to undress
yes
