There's nothing behind your touch
We aren't equivalent to much
The electricity was never made
The power of a kiss will fade
Could we be falling out of love
Or just flying away like a dove
What ever the problem is
My mind is in a frenzied tiz
But I'm scared that you'll go
I honestly dont know any more
If the nerves are dead
Why do I still want you near my bed?
End this loss of feeling
And maybe I'll stop reeling.
There's nothing behind your touch
maybe we aren't equivalent to much.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nothing behind your touch. thanks,