paroles de chanson Delicious - Linda Perhacs

It's the silk and the sound
And the cold creasing down
Of a long blade of grass
Tracing and cooling down
A bare leg

It's the soles of your feet
Finding touches to breathe
On the bare naked ground
Each step a puddle so soft a sound

Like sandals in hand
Climbing a waterfall
Like sandals in hand
Climbing a waterfall

Oh, how delicious
Oh, how I want this now

It's the slip into sleep
With the memories you hold
Burrowed in deep
Turned like pages
Te break and release

It's the first gust of drops
When it's ripening to rain
And the flavor is warm
Scented like leather
Dusty and brown

Like hot desert wind
Teasing along your skin
Like hot desert wind
Teasing along your skin

Oh, how delicious
Oh, how I want this now

It's the narrowing instant
When I look across at you
And I wish I could be
Emotion naked, simple and sure

It's the murmur of growth
Whenever I'm with you
An I don't want to hide
In simple elastic, protecting skin

If only I could
Stand so before you
If only I would
Stand so before you

Oh, how delicious
Oh, how I want this
Oh, how I want you

Now, now, now