Trembling from the moment
Reaching for the red
Amber orange miscreants
To lead me where I've led
Your soul was filled with laughter
I saw it in your eyes
My soul was filled with longing
That couldn't be denied
I had to have an answer
I had to know for sure
If what you had to offer
Could really be as pure
As where your eyes were leading
As where your lips would lead
I stood upon the brink
Of empty endless need
On and on
I wake up all alone
And reach for the telephone
To tell you there's nothing wrong
On and on
I keep dreaming on
Of stroking your hair again
Pretending it's just a game
I thought of all the reasons
Why I shouldn't touch your lips
And then I saw your face
Your eyes, your breasts, your hips
I knew that I had won
When you didn't pull away
I knew that I had stolen
And maybe now we would play
Your words would win me over
That subtle sexy voice
With purple velvet texture
Simply left me with no choice
On and on
I wake up all alone
And reach for the telephone
To tell you there's nothing wrong
On and on
I keep dreaming on
Of stroking your hair again
Pretending it's just a game
On and on
I wake up all alone
And reach for the telephone
To tell you there's nothing wrong
On and on
I keep dreaming on
Of stroking your hair again
Pretending it's just a game