Gunrunning

I wanna dance in the dark someday Touching the lace on your skin Holding you close as my hands start to wander Perfect in your lingerie, immersed as we begin I'm gonna dance with you come what may Slaves to a passionate kiss You'll bring the lightning and I'll bring the thunder You and I were born just like a storm from the abyss So you scream from the inside As you breathe it sustains Ecstasy, pleasure entwined with pain This fantasy turned physical And now the need is so bad (now the need is so bad) Passion on fire hits the high ground running We're Cyclones reaching critical Our destiny is storm clad (destiny is storm clad) We're on a high wire with a World War coming But never ceasefire when desire's gunrunning I wanna speak from the heart someday Words of a love deep within "Touch" is the cage of this spell that I'm under "Lust" the heavy chain to such a strange hypothesis I'm gonna capture you come what may Peace in our time can't exist Sex is your weapon that tears me asunder Making me the force that you are powerless to resist So you scream...