Literally Inclined

Four Elements That spark in your eyes it is as deep as the ocean a mysterious twinkle, my paradise filled with desire and devotion The earth is shaking When you are walking past I am falling and falling I am no longer steadfast A burning sensation You set my heart ablaze We yield to temptation 100 degrees in a heat haze There is love in the air and it is for all to see feelings lay bare ready to write history

The Race Breathe in You're fast Breathe out I'm slow Head spinning You run past Round and Round I try to follow You're fast I'm slow You run past I try to follow You're fast I'm slow You run past You're fast I'm slow Breathe in Breathe out Head spinning  Round and Round You've led me astray Will I ever catch up to you?