61/365: I miss the sound of your voice...

And I miss the rush of your skin

And I miss the still of the silence

As you breathe out and I breathe in

 

If I could walk on water

If I could tell you what's next

Make you believe

Make you forget

 

So come on, get higher, loosen my lips

Faith and desire and the swing of your hips

Just pull me down hard and drown me in love

 

So come on, get higher, loosen my lips

Faith and desire and the swing of your hips

Just pull me down hard and drown me in love

 

I miss the sound of your voice

The loudest thing in my head

And I ache to remember

All the violent, sweet, perfect words that you said

 

Title: Come On Get Higher

Artist: Matt Nathanson

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