After bath, the aftermath Your body wet in the sunset Skin hair blood and such You let me touch When I let you inside I see freckles of stars bursting in pink skies One desire, to never turn to dried out land One desire You swim I try to find the shade Would it be different if you'd stayed After bath you find me made of foam Will the freckles of stars light up on your way back home One desire One desire One desire One desire One desire One desire, to never turn to dried out land One desire, the devil runs through my blood at hand