Can I paint your world in pink? Can I make you too dazed to think? Can I extend your dreams at night? Can I make you savour your plight? Can I make you watch your move? Can I show what his touch can do? Can I titillate you with passionate zest? Can I reveal desires buried in your chest? Can I make you dance and croon? Can I let his sight, make you swoon? Can I give you butterflies? Can I make you talk to skies? Can I make you wake up in haste? Can I drench you in pain's sweet taste? Can I fill your eyes with stars? Can I make you own your scars? Can I make you feel ethereal? Can I make you fly in real? The world it runs, on my sweet love Creating clandestine eternities thus!