(I think we’re alone now
There doesn’t seem to be anyone around)
She’s a keen sight, it was pitch black
Thank God for the street lights, I wouldn’t want to miss that.
the night was gift wrapped and in my hand
Got caught up when I caught her on a side glace.
by chance did you hear about a storm coming?
we better get indoors before it pours for one thing.
She says she lives about a block away.
It could have been a longer walk we had a lot to say.
there’s no time to stop and play
I too felt a few drops of rain.
but that isn’t what she meant she said with a smile
in that case, I’ve also been wet for a while
it was my mistake – but whatever
the night’s been great and it’s only getting better.
it might be fate – ask fate – will I and she date, or wait?
we seem to like to chase mistakes only to find that we never find them.
Silly me, I’ve forgotten
my ability to be calm with caution
I perceived he smiled at me
and besides It felt like the right time to leave.
It was so cold to ask him to spend the night with me.
I know he has a girlfriend. so, why would he…?
he gladly had me grasping asking is this actually happening?
and the last thing that I remember
is the night all day and my surrender.
we lied together, told lies together
the storm’s outside, with I (eye) in the center
mainly though, we just aimlessly roamed
through the greatest playlist from ages ago
Annnnnd, there was a violent storm
She invited me in, then invited more.
I played it cool, like I’ve tried before.
But she was hot, and provided warmth.
Annnnnd, there was a violent storm
I invited him in, then invited more.
He played it cool, like he’s tried before.
But I was hot, and provided warmth
Her wet dress pressed against her left breast
enticing a question to which her silhouetted flesh said “yes”
But I didn’t stop there with the inquiry, she was still hiding the rest of her mystery
This is me: Encyclopedia Brown helping out kids in need.
She looks sixteen, and like Mandy Moore
If I believed in God, this is what I’d ask him for
I feel like a kid in a candy store
stealing all the candy that he can’t afford
She played a song that felt like a drink in the summer.
I don’t hardly know her, but I think I could love her.
I think I already love her, Although there’s more to discover.
and… our hearts kept the same beat as peter lucia the drummer
We bared ourselves to one another
shared ourselves while under cover
ensnared in spells of drumming thunder
it’s no wonder why we’d come here when succumbing to hunger
It was so cold. we warmed up. and the storm grew, so violently
and I know It’s sort of cheating when you spend time with me
we took our clothes out of the dryer
to wear the warmth of our desire
and it felt like a fire
skin deserves to be admired
anyway, it’s getting late
I’ll call you another day to set a date
mainly though, we just aimlessly roam
through the greatest playlist from ages ago.
Annnnnd, there was a violent storm
She invited me in, then invited more.
I played it cool, like I’ve tried before.
But she was hot, and provided warmth.
Annnnnd, there was a violent storm
I invited him in, then invited more.
He played it cool, like he’s tried before.
But I was hot, and provided warmth
supported by 15 fans who also own “Warmth (ft. Mairin Loewen) – 10:22pm, April 1, 1999”
Factor never disappoints, always solid for me. Those features too! i think I've found a huge amount of new artists just through factors music over the years. Arsenal Malfunction
supported by 10 fans who also own “Warmth (ft. Mairin Loewen) – 10:22pm, April 1, 1999”
Unbelievable album. You sir definitely keep hiphop as real as it gets. Thanks for all your dope shit over the years and hope to keep hearing more for years to come. yukoncornelius69
