I could not release the inspiration till you asked me to Came at your body relentlessly throughout the year Or too far away to nearly show this honeymoon I was a stranger too familiar and not enough
But I once saw the touch of your velvet hand upon my face I recall velvet gloves and spit and your embrace And I wanted nothing else
The haunted hotel room, the two-bit manchild I could not simply fall asleep next to you every night Our castle in the sand, built too high too soon And under waving palms and waving sails and waves Goodbye
But I once saw the touch of your velvet hand upon my face I recall velvet gloves and spit and your embrace Oh, I once saw the touch of your velvet hand upon my face And I recall velvet gloves and spit and your embrace And I wanted nothing else
