There's courage in my fingers
But I bite my tongue
There's something warm that lingers
In between my lungs
I lick my lips and leap
But it sticks on my teeth
Could it be this important?
Could it carry me?
This changes everything
I fall apart laughing
This is some mess we're in
Our silly little dancing
Some kind of ritual
I think you're sensual
I feel love
I feel feel love
A wishful unreality
A scandinavian fantasy
To feel love
To feel your love
Even in mundanity
The beautifulest parts of me
And in the wiling inexplicable desire
And the unsatisfying comfort in a fickle fire
I feel love
I feel your love
Is this the liberation nesting in a bigger bed
Or mutual exploitation and a hand in my head
A spurring of the senses sending shivers down my spine
I kiss the cusp of terror and I call it mine
This changes everything
I fall apart laughing
This is some mess we're in a silly little dancing
Some kind of ritual
I think you're unusual
I feel love
I feel feel love
A wishful unreality
A scandinavian fantasy
To feel love
To feel your love
Even in mundanity
The beautifulest parts of me
And in the wiling inexplicable desires
And the unsatisfying comfort in a fickle fire
I feel love
I feel your love
I make a point when I'm around you
Blood in my eyes no matter what you do
Only as good as I am good enough for you even when I'm wrong
I make a point when I'm around you
With bloody eyes no matter what you do
Only as good as I am good enough for you and you alone
I feel love
I feel feel love
I feel love
I feel feel love
A wishful unreality
A scandinavian fantasy
To feel love
To feel your love
Even in mundanity
The beautifulest parts of me
And in the wiling inexplicable desires
And the unsatisfying comfort in a fickle fire
I feel love
I feel your love