The Point
no habit so obsessive
no elixir that potent
no emotion true enough
to course you through my veins
i've put you in my mouth
i've wished upon a star
i've bitten down so hard
to course you through my veins
how cold without you here
how green my little eyes
how nimble hands will shake
to course you through my veins
you tell me all the time
you take me there and back
you find the perfect place
to course you through my veins
when we allow ourselves
when wills forget to stay
when the moon says time
to course you through my veins
we cannot cross the line
we write it as we go
we take each other's hands
to course you through my veins
can you prove your lips
can you love that long
can you make the final cut
to course you through my veins
the fruit will all be eaten
the wounds will all be healed
the thing i'll want to claim
you coursing through my veins
Copyright © 2001 T. Masami Tadehara
