Circulation

My friends never let me forget They always fill in the same old blanks Lord knows how gossip is spread When you're hiding in my bed Mile on mile you're the end and beginning Fast midnights can be so unforgiving but Daydreaming in my regret We are closer than we've been We lost touch and tune But I got love for you Hold me tight and cruel I don't care much for circulation (Ooh ooh ooh ooh) Circulation (Ooh ooh ooh ooh) Why don't we run for the fence To far-off lands where the sighs won't blow And we'll let our bodies pretend That we're not cold in this snow Trapped in between Every skin every linen Wrapped so tight That it's probably forbidden I swear that wherever we bend That I'll still want you the most We lost touch and tune But I got my love for you Hold me tight and cruel I don't care much for circulation (Ooh ooh ooh ooh) Circulation (Ooh ooh ooh ooh) We lost heart and hue Blood will rush and rouge And I'll be as bright as you I don't need much (yeah) Circula- Circulation (Ooh ooh ooh ooh) Circulation (Ooh ooh ooh ooh) Circulation (Ooh ooh ooh ooh) Circulation (Ooh ooh ooh ooh)