wishful thinking

The trees are breezing by like the ocean
the wind is thundering through the sky
it seems like it's just you and i in the world
no thing, one, or body is on my mind
no body but yr body
it's cold out here
i need the warmth of yr voice
i need the iciness of yr lips
pressed upon my neck
just come near
you always know how to get the best of me
this winter, no, it just don't seem to bother me really
now that i've got you
yeah you made the change
my mind state is on a different page
the lonely days are done now
and it's about god damn time