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Wish I was a stocking clanging to your thigh
Everytime you d move around I d view you walking by
Wish I was your underwear hanging around your waist
Everytime you d shake that thing I d get a little taste
Closer, closer, closer to you
Closer, got to get closer, closer to you
If I was a pair of boots I wouldn t have to beg
I d be satisfied just being around your leg
When I am dreaming it takes so many trips
I d pretend that I m a stick to decorate your lips
Closer, closer, closer to you
Closer, got to get closer, closer to you
If I am a necklace hanging down your front
When you feel the time was right I d notice what you want
Wish I was a silk shirt draped around your back
Right next to your skin tryin to make contact
Closer, closer, closer to you
Closer, closer, closer to you
If I had my wishes, If I had my way
I d be all the same to you, each and everyday
Closer, closer, closer to you
Closer, closer, closer to you

All of your life you hold out for love
You give what you have still that s not enough
What went wrong

Cause now what we share are too many fears
Too many secrets and too many years
Tonight

(CHORUS)
Tell me what you dream at night...

Zanim wiedziałam, że przybędziesz
czekałam ciągle na ciebie,
a wieczorami w oknie sypialnianym, gdy
światła gasły, stawiałam świecę, by
płomień jak latarnia wskazał ci brzeg
w oceanie po co tobie tułać się
znajdź mnie

Zanim wiedziałam, że będziesz
wtedy już kochałam ciebie
i w każdym ciebie szukałam
lecz o tym nie wiedziałam

Zanim wiedziałam, że nadchodzisz
słyszałam twoje (ciii…) ciche kroki.
w nocą...

I must be crazy now
Maybe I dream too much
But when I think of you
I long to feel your touch

To whisper in your ear
Words that are old as time
Words only you would hear
If only you were mine

I wish I could go...

You re alright, you re alive, you re the number one
They said that you re not ashamed of what you ve done
Everyone makes mistakes
Make it up you ll be OK
That s what they tell you

You won t get the...

Shine shine shine (x6)

Bleeds like a craze, Dad
These are the craze

Easy come, come, gotta back
In the valley of the dead man walks
How they drank from the jazz

Astral, Kestrel,
Fed into the featherfall
Fed him on a pencil carving
You will never get

Shine shine...