Turn off the lights

and see life as I do

My life is a dark room

And when I'm with you it's like the walls are coming in and someone turned up the heat as high as it can go

We  are dressed in our civil clothes ,our civil roles

My hand shakes yours and then moves to your face

But you quickly move away

Maybe your afraid my hand will see something your voice is dying to give away

I've got nothing to hide

I've always let my hands do the talking

Turn off the lights

If vulnerability is the issue, make us equals

Both blind and stumbling through a dark room

Turn off the lights

I'm not fragile

And I can't see if your shining

In the darkest of nightest you have what matters most

Your hands are soft and your skin is warm

Turn off the lights

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