Is someone barking up your doorstep? Two lips a spinal chord, the nape of your neck Sometimes too young to know difference I drink it lap it up and love it like Every chance I get Every chance I get Every chance I get Kiyo with cherry blossoms blooming I'm watching through my minds eye Undressing you to feel your angels skin Language disappears, the nape of your neck Every chance I get Every chance I get Every chance I get I am the same as you in English Never closer than when you hair is in a braid Clenching tightly to your clothes now I'd rather die than walk outside this room Yes Every chance I get Every chance I get Every chance I get