Love Rules All
Two people touching lips
Hands on each other's hips
Nothing in else in the world but one another
The 42nd floor
On the ocean shore
I wonder how we've strayed so far from this.
So, put down your hollow tips
And kiss your lovers lips
And know that fate is what we make it.
But the better part of me knows
That waiting in the throws
Is on par with reading with my eyes closed
'What Can I do? ', you say
'It's just another day.
And I say....
Put down your hollow tips
And kiss your lover's lips
And know that fate is what we make of it.
Because on the 42nd floor on the oceans shore
Theres two people touching lips
Hands on each others hip and theres nothing in the world but