Can’t even begin to understand the processes of my mind Thoughts of you cloud my judgement Rain on my parade. They way you made me rain on my parade. I don’t want to understand our seperation. I don’t want to accept our seperation. Under no circumstance can I stop There was never any use in not loving you. I breathe in nostalgia as I listen to the wind And feel its breeze Breathing down my spine, as you once did. Flashing images, cold as ice, I can still feel your touch. I can still picture ever orgasm, I can still smell every adventure, I want you On top of me One last time One last time Never underestimated the power of song I want you One last time. Your soul lingers in my body Lingers in my room at night Sweet, seductive lightening bolts of pain and pleasure Understanding your mind, I follow the sound. I’ll follow the sound. I want you.