2nd Floor

I wish your hands were on the steering wheel So my hands were free to touch you I hope you get the message of the song I chose Lately I had the feeling You've learned how to read my face During conversations Still fear misinterpretations Don't you wanna come to my side of the bed We don't have to do something stupid Something stupid If it feels so good, how can it be that bad If it feels so good, it cannot be that bad You talk about your favorite band While I'm being busy trying to keep some distance Between our legs and the water beneath Lately I had a feeling, lately I had this feeling Don't you wanna come to my side of the bed We don't have to do something stupid Something stupid If it feels so good, how can it be that bad If it feels so good, it cannot be that bad Now I am standing on the 2nd floor Hope you're still standing at the front door I still feel dizzy by the way you talk Wish I had kissed you at the front door Don't you wanna come to my side of the bed We don't have to do something stupid Something stupid