vintage I wrote this to Crippe Lindström's beautiful tune
falling in love again
Night falls into evening light
the silver moon hides
behind a cloud
just out of sight
We lie here cozy winter tight
next to the fireplace warm and bright
I can hear your voice sweetly singing
your cheek is smooth
your lips are moist and clinging
Shadows play on the wall
where we're running proud and tall
forever
and it's all just so orgasmic
falling into each other
falling in love again
Night falls into evening light
the silver moon hides
behind a cloud
just out of sight
And we're falling into each other
falling in love again
falling in love again
Night falls into evening light
the silver moon hides
behind a cloud
just out of sight
We lie here cozy winter tight
next to the fireplace warm and bright
I can hear your voice sweetly singing
your cheek is smooth
your lips are moist and clinging
Shadows play on the wall
where we're running proud and tall
forever
and it's all just so phantasmic
falling into each other
falling in love again
Night falls into evening light
the silver moon hides
behind a cloud
just out of sight
And we're falling into each other
falling in love again
the apache kid