Steal Me

Turquoise Velvet Pyramids on the moon It makes sense When we're all attuned Sinking under milky liquid In the forest of the night There's no returning Once we've taken flight Under streetlights And neon Seven years of darkness Absolute polar night Before I know it I'm dialling Your eleven digits To say Kiss me Feel me Touch me and Steal me Kiss me Feel me Touch me and Steal me Pitter Patter Upon my open umbrella Water keeps falling In technicolour splendour O'er this world of grey rainbows Kiss me Feel me Touch me and Steal me Kiss me Feel me Touch me and Steal me Do you ever have the feeling That your symptoms are feelings? Conjugal and logical We take care not to rendezvous Kiss me Feel me Touch me and Steal me Kiss me Feel me Touch me and Steal me Steal me Steal me Steal me