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Out in the shifiting sandsWith a thirst that's calling for your watering holeLost in your butterfly handsLike a petal falling through to the eyes of your soulWords, words, words!No way to touch the fragrance of your skinWords, words, words!Beneath the familiar, I sink deeper inSometimes your touch is deep enoughTo awaken a memory of lifetimes in your armsSo look into my eyes while I dance on your thighAnd ask me again if this is a place you could call homeWords, words, words!No way to touch the fragrance of your skinWords, words, words!Beneath the familiar, I sink deeper inSo look into my eyes as I dance on your thighsAnd ask me again if this is a place I could call home Aus Songtexte Mania