The Kiss I Crave
The rain that is lashing down...
Are you not the least bit curious?
What would it be like if we were allowed to be us?
What is it like if you love too much?
Will we ever know?
What is it like to be this close?
My gut feeling is screaming for you to know
What I already know
The rain that is lashing down
Is nothing compared to the hurt I'm feeling now
The rain that licks my face
Is nothing compared
To the kiss I crave
The kiss I crave
Are you not the least bit curious?
What would it be like if we were allowed to be us?
What is it like if you love too much?
Will we ever know?
What is it like to be this close?
My gut feeling is screaming for you to know
What I already know
The rain that is lashing down
Is nothing compared to the hurt I'm feeling now
The rain that licks my face
Is nothing compared
To the kiss I crave
The kiss I crave
About the Creator
Frankie Martinelli
Musician.
All work is copyrighted, and is my own.
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