Your Hair, Your Eyes, Basically You

In another world maybe we are different than now We share together and we make love Without suffering And we rarely fight about some stupid thoughts Without falling or being so critical (critical) In another world maybe we are not so physical I wouldn't live there even hypothetical I can't imagine my hand off your body Or my hand off your hair Or my mouth off your breast In another world you may feel sorry If you would ever hurt my feeling And if we'd ever be apart And if you're not with me Your hair will grow anyway I just ask myself when You'll cut the last inch that I've touched before And I will change my gaze I will welcome in my eyes Another girl but I will lie Cause she have not your eyes And she will never say That she loves me like you do She'll use a different tone too And I will not believe her Inside I'll be just screaming I force myself to leaving But you always come to me And I always embrace you Cause I can't take the thought That your hair won't have my smell Or that you may will let Another person see himself See himself inside your eyes See himself inside your gaze Maybe this time you will be here And I will feel you through your skin I won't just end in some orgasm Maybe will last another year But anyway why am I still here Feels like I'm battling myself While you are just staring While you are just gazing While you will just