Across the room you are like a beacon The lust in your eyes cannot be disguised Sending my temperature to rise Your presence can muddle up my senses The mere touch can send me to my knees There’s no denying...
Across the room you are like a beacon The lust in your eyes cannot be disguised Sending my temperature to rise Your presence can muddle up my senses The mere touch can send me to my knees There’s no denying...