"The Screams Of Passion"

There’s a gentle autumn breeze
That blows whenever we be lyin’
Lyin’ in my bed
The moon appears and disappears
You look at m, my clothes I quickly shed

The curtains dance a minuet
Autumn plays the music Baby
Come on hold my hand
Leaves are fallin’ velvet splash
Only you and I can under
Only you can understand

The sunlight draws a picture
Through the silky lace that hangs above your
Hangs above your door
A picture that is waving
That is seems to be with every
Thrust you make me beg for more

A robin sings a masterpiece
That lives and dies unheard
For screams of passion

A sound produced by two in love
Curtains dance and autumn plays on
The screams of passion
All I hear in my head
Echoing like a volcano Baby
The screams of passion
Back and forth the raging seas of lust
I want you madly
Can’t you tell, can’t you tell, can’t you tell, can’t you tell

Take me in your arms, oh baby
The crime is done
I’d rather die here in your
Screams of passion
Tell me that you love me
Is it Sunday or is it passion
The screams of passion