It

I walked down the hallway
And into your room
I need you so much
I'm on fire

You open your heart up
And take me inside
You go down, down, down
It takes me higher

These thrills I look to
These chills you give me at night
No more anger
No cursing all the time
It kills

I wake up next morning
With you next to me
I feel you near
More I desire

Days have few hours
And nights no light
All I know
Is I need you tonight

These thrills I hide from
These chills I cry with at night
Sold for anger
Cursing all the time
It kills

© 1995, Mosquitobyte