Sleep. When We Die.

Temperatures rise
 Look into my eyes
 Another James Dean night
 You still feel alright
 Now let's move
 Like vivid ocean tides
 There's more than cigarettes
 Burning here tonight
 Baby, oh, baby, please
 Baby, oh, baby, stop
 I feel your touch on my face
 Lips in veil of night
 Your eyes demanding more
 And your hands read my mind
 You send me places
 Short breath, could speak
 Only your name comes to mind
 (I honestly have no idea what he says here)
 Baby, oh, baby, please
 Baby, oh, baby, stop
 Baby, baby, please
 Baby, baby, stop
 Baby, baby, please
 Baby, baby, stop