作曲 : Akua Naru/Leif Bräutigam/Johannes Otte/Alexander Kabisch/Julian Ritter/Christian Nink

yeah

yeah

love

make..

love

i told you

we will ba a band to play

my ghetto butterfly flew away from me

i wait patiently

by windows and doorsteps

play make believe

as my tears pour to chest

won't succeed to breathe

if not the hear of you

surely there's never been a shade so blue

a stank attitude so not mad at you

not a magnitude

to encompass the latitude

of my love for you

no space or time compatible

what do i have to do

what do i have to do

oh.my friends say i got it bad for you

i do.but but there's nothing in this world i'd rather do

um..but you

i want to make love to your existence

drenched in the colors of your energy then m********e

to the memories

i wanna lose myself inside yourself

until you find me

confine me to the frreedom

of your prison existing

the same space same time

combine until your thoughts slow grind with mine

combine until your thoughts slow grind with mine

combine until your thoughts slow grind with mine

my..

i wanna drink the sweat of your intellect

reflect and watch your light passion off my neck

caress the sight of your presence with no question

undress to the nakedness of love

pure love

i want to make love to my sloumate

my soulmate

make love to my soulmate

my soulmate

make love to my soulmate

shit...

i wonder

how does it feel to make love to your soulmate

kinda llike writing poetry till climax

till the point and place where our space and time match

and we crossed divine paths

tell me would you like that now

now would you like that

tell me would you like that

would you like that

tell me would you like that

would you like that

match you again now

tell me..

would you like that

tell me would you like that

now would you like that

tell me would you like that

would you like that

tell me..

i wanna love you more than madly

wrap these legs around your words

until your speech is straddeled deep

gladly.swim the currents of your viberations

be seperate and one

with the same meditation

same meditation

you know what

this...

right here

is poetry

yeah...

would you mind

we gotta play on the saxophone now

hey...

if love

if love had a sound

this would be that sound

and we..well

we..

we...we'll be the band

to play it