Strung out wires stretched across the neck, a moving tightrope for melodics,
Like a feather on the wind within a storm,
Sweet vibrations shaking there, in the stillness of the air,
As you compose through me a song in ballad form;
Tuxedo threads in black and white, with lusty hammers banging “Brandy,”
Or was it “Mandy” being randy in the night,
Smiles and kisses on your lips, laughter shimmying your hips,
As you caress for me a tune in candle light;
Old wooden shells with leather heads, heartbeats rising with the rhythms,
Underneath the naked palms beside the sea,
Getting lost inside your stare, and then when finding me in there,
As with your hypnotizing charms you capture me;
A widely open mouth intones, air is forced across the threshold,
Echoes blossom down the scintillating sun,
Through your words you picture me, within your eyes I clearly see,
That we’re together, and that we’re always having fun;
Strung out wires stretched across the neck, a moving tightrope for melodics,
Like a feather on the wind within a storm,
Sweet vibrations shaking there, in the stillness of the air,
As you compose through me a song in ballad form;
As you compose through me a song in ballad form.
