I'm getting lost in your curls
I'm drawing pictures on your skin, so soft it twirls
I like your looks when you get mean
I know I shouldn't say so but when you
claw me like a cat, I'm beaming
I like the way you squeeze my hand
Pulling me into another dream,
A lucid dream
I'm getting lost in your curls
I'm getting crushed out on the things
that only I should see
they're not for boys, they're just for me
Hurry to talk from far away
I can't see you, you curl your fists and you pull your hair
When we're alone, I wanna say
Let's just stay in, no one's here in our apartment babe
Put on the dress that I like
It makes me so crazy, though I can't say why
Keep on your stockings for a while
Some kind of magic in the way you're lying there
I'm getting lost in your curls
I'm getting rushed back on a whim,
Our purse gets ribbed
Back to the time when we were green
I know we have changed
But I still grin 'cause I can't wait to see you
Back to the time I touched your hair
When I was so scared you'd look at me and think it's weird
