Warmth of Touch
Stay with me
When minutes have turned into age
Shape of your lips means glee
I'm not gonna turn up the page
My skin's keeping warmth of touch
Not allowed to get colder
Your slim uniform is clutch
Squeezing my heart bolder
Slay your fear
Do not be afraid overmuch
I can't keep my emotions' weir
From falling down on a crutch
My skin's keeping warmth of touch
Not allowed to get colder
Your slim uniform is clutch
Squeezing my heart bolder
Stay with me
When minutes have turned into age
Shape of your lips means glee
I'm not gonna turn up the page
My skin's keeping warmth of touch
Not allowed to get colder
Your slim uniform is clutch
Squeezing my heart bolder
Writer/s: Oddity
