I want to run my hands
Along the coast of your heart
Down the ridge of your back
Along the peaks of your curves
I want to create these memories
Like sun baked carvings in the sand
Washed away with time
It was about the game rest assured
I want to traverse these cliffs
With the gravity of your kiss
Propelled with your hands
Gently urging me forth
I want to lounge in these valleys
Where the grass does grow deep
I want to lounge in these valleys
I want to sing with these trees