Haunting In My Head

I was watching someone from a window you were still undressing in the hall someone threw my shadow on the staircase these days nothing worries me at all
I must pay attention to the haunting in my heat this is not the time for self control I still hear the echoes of the words I never said this is not the time for self control
You were holding on to your position I was holding on to your surprise lucky that we wore protective clothing could this be a blessing in disguise.
I must pay attention to the haunting in my heat this is not the time for self control I still hear the echoes of the words I never said this is not the time for self control

I was moving through your hair with kisses you were breathing air into my spine someone flew a jet plane past my window judge this moment by a trial of time
Every night I dream of new disasters women walking naked through my head is this one more symptom of my passion strange how passion fills an empty bed...
I must pay attention to my head...