Bermuda Triangle


Tonight I'm writing a song for you, I don't care who hears it.
I don't care how long the feeling lasts,
Tonight I want you here and nude, or clothed and laughing.
The other thoughts can cool their jets.

In a Bermuda triangle with my own regrets.

Important thoughts have found a big hole, and I looked into it.
Lo and behold you were inside. (You were inside.)
Pulled up your white t-shirt one day before my birthday,
Indeed a grand gift it would be.

To feel good and report every detail to me,
Even if I can't tell another soul, it's still better than suffocating.
I was getting deathly sick of not feeling what I wanted when
I wanted, so now I'll never say never, I'll say never, never again.

I'll say never, never again. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Never again.


Autor(es): Bob Welch / Desa / Ryan Noble