Guess I remember this soul I recognize through these eyes And I desire the touch that makes me feel like at home I know the taste of your skin need the heat of your touch oh, I desire the touch that makes me feel not alone Sometimes I believe to scent you to feel your tender lips there's nothing I can do about you're always on my mind You're my desire and you're my ruin that kind of desire that's eternally unfulfilled Yes I remember your soul and I remember your touch there's nothing I can do about these memories of a life long pa**ed by You're my desire and you're my ruin you're some kind of desire that's eternally unfulfilled… Words: Marcus Testory Music: Ralf Huebner, Marcus Testory