Countless Indiscretions
On reflection
There were so many indiscretions
And infidelities
So many imperfections
Not to mention
Long lost bedroom keys
On reflection
There were so many misconceptions
And insecurities
So many wrong assumptions
Not to mention
Bedroom freeze
But hey
If you would dare rotate your hips tonight
Against
The rhythm and the flow of my finger tips
Tonight
Then I will make you fly again
Regardless of those
Indiscretions and your infidelities