B! Machine - In Thrall lyrics

Laughter The crowd thins to two As we enter a taxi That begins to drive That careful fear That welcome touch Brings desire to lips Brings us closer to Earth than this The thought My thoughts turn to you The touch You surface through Of the dreams and desires I've come to fear She is the guiding hand She is always close To the core of me I am half awake And I feed my addiction With every dose of her Sun through the window Speeding by intersection Of life and light And the city bend To an intimate And forgetful blend That won't resolve That can not end That will not fall (we walk, we crawl) We are held in thrall Of the dreams and desires I've come to fear She is the guiding hand She is always close To the core of me I am half awake And I feed my addiction