Cold Diomond.

Cool blow me down

Cool blow me down

Cool cool blow

Sooper sooper natural

Sooper walk

Hated in red, near me is this time in trance at mine

Twirl in my light

Light as air

Daylight your light

Your touch this blow

This

Higher

Higher

See us in our time,

In a moon diomond

Below the touch

The touch

Below the touch

I feel you

Size size

Size me up for your lips

Take me higher

In to passion

Into a musical embrace of strength in our race for time,

I love

I live

Star sight

Style mine

I need you I know

I want you

I feel I know

I feel

Whooooh

Whooooh

Ah Ah

Ooooh Ooooh Ah Ooooh. Ah Ha

Ooooh Ooooh

Touch is a blow

Touch is near exploiting

New you

Near you

I feel alive I feel aloud I feel row

I am alive,

I FEEL YOU

Cool blow me down

Cool blow me down

Cool cool blow

Sooper sooper natural

Sooper walk

Super natural love

Super natural love

Chasing Sun Dusk

Higher

Higher

In to the late day light

At night we go

Into sound into love

This touch is our blow

Unjustified live, wet rain unsurprised warmth

For two seconds more we are real in each other Real in you

Daylight into darkness

In secrets we realise

We re live the pattern

Of our highrise skies

We proture our sign

Our Posture freefalling into each other

Whoooh

Whoooh

Ah

Ah

Desire the blow désire the touch

Feel the rush of our blood the pink hush rush

Cool blow me down

Cool blow me down

Cool cool blow

Sooper sooper natural

Sooper walk

Walk tall in touch the rush we desire

Below the touch

The touch

Below the touch

We are nothing more than the heat and warmth of a cold Diomond.