paroles de chanson Articulations - Safar

Slowly you take my hand
Our skin touches
We have similar articulations
Your knuckles and mine intertwine
Holding my hand
Side by side on this table
I stare in front of me
I cannot look you in the eye most of the time
You touch my thigh while opening the drawer
I pretend I didn't feel
I get lost in your brown eyes at the supermarket
But really I'm just staring at bottles of wine
Imprint your skeleton in mine
I forgot how it feels