Her lips were soft, like falling into bed
after years of being away
With your hair gently swaying in the breeze
we ran through the midnight forest
Palm in palm and alive
we venture on through the night
You\'re pure escapism
piercing through my darkest clouds
Love is in your cheeks
you make the words come easy to me
Dying tonight with you by my side
I\'ll be in heaven, re-living my fondest night