Toast

We're cooked

We're toast

Goodbye

Your clothes

So warm

Down south

I kiss

Your mouth

How can i describe the weather

It's never gonna reach your ear

So i better touch than try to tell you

How to read the atmosphere

I don't think i can take a shower

Maybe in another year

I can smell you in the morning hour

From all the work we've done in here

I know you feel me

Where words don't reveal me

Climbing the ceiling

I know you feel me

I let you fall

And give me it all

I know you feel me

We're cooked

We're toast

Goodbye

Our clothes

So warm

Down south

I kiss your mouth