I am blowing my own mind 
thinking about you, 
and how love 
shines in the air, 

I am burning when you're near.
I dream of being 
in your heart.
Dear, to the end

Yet, I cannot imagine 
to kill the feelings as I catch'em
in the air, in the air

Talking to myself helps me see me.
I live in you like you live in me in the end
in the end

in the back seat, three feet from my left,
oh yes, still dressed in her sweater, she knows better

"wake up!" you yelled and I did, yes I did
you tied a scarf around my wrist, around my wrist

you bend my mind to positions of discomfort
you must be blind to comission the mission of submission

My mind is too muddy
try to picture your lustfull body
near me, near me

if you ever thought there's nothing
at least consider it to be short fling
in the end, in the end

Yet, I cannot imagine 
to kill the feelings as I catch'em
in the air, in the air

I am blowing my own mind
thinking about you, 
and how love 
shines in the air