Guilty PleasureWhy is it that we are forced to run and hide?More Like This
Why is it that we have to ignore what we're feeling inside?
And without the dark, how can we see the light?
How can something so wrong...feel so right?
Should I ignore the feelings I get when I'm around you?
And forget the flying sparks of passion that surround you?
Why must we let those rules limit our hopes and dreams?
And stop our flowing thoughts from growing into streams?
And why can't I touch you anywhere I please?
And why can't I drop to the floor on my hands and knees?
Why does it feel so good when you're holding my body tight?
When I can feel you breathing on me all throughout