So we meet again in the secret place,
A place where history repaints and time unwinds.
Where the tips of your fingertips touching mine,
Sends electricity soaring through my chest,
And fire running through my veins.
But I'll close my eyes, as you avert yours.
And I'll leave with that feeling,
Heavy in the pit of my stomach.
Do you know the one?
Before reality appears and I dress it up,
Into something altogether different.
And you'll leave feeling...what?
And we'll both forget we were ever here.