Sin - SiN

I need the sweetness of your lips

I’ve never kissed ones that were soft

Not even ones that where so tender

Just like the ones in sin

Maybe because

It’s brief

Well it’s not even there yeah

Maybe because it doesn’t exist

Well I love you baby

She smiling leaning on the door

She smell like sweaty apple pie

She drunken little bit of human touch

I never meant to sin

Maybe because

It’s brief

Well it’s not even there yeah

Maybe because it doesn’t exist

Well I love you baby

Take me across your rivers

Cross yourself on my lips

Breath on my skin

The more I give in

The more I love you baby