Friday Afternoon

Friday afternoon and all the worries just float into the air we're going to our secret spot and no one else knows how to get there the words just poured out of you like a melody I just could not believe the things you're telling me

Come closer, come closer

Nothing could be half so compelling as you and me, our senses telling us where to go you give me quite a show we're stretched out horizontal throttle down upon the ground and always taking it slow here we go

I taste the salt on your skin and then it's really beginning I got the message you're sending Go again and again 'til we're spent I hear somebody coming

Maybe a year went by Could be two lifetimes But I know it's building up again