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I´m afraid of you (Please the Trees)

As the heat rises and you sleeveless in shorts Your summer palm leaves a mark where I place my thought We touch in buses, trams, trains and planes I´m afraid of you If I only could know your name And we´re getting more of each other than we aimed We´re sinking into each other deeper than we can As the heat rises and you wear just a blouse and sunglasses I´m afraid of being able to see through We touch everywhere else but our faces We make love everywhere but our beds And we´re getting more of each other than we can bare We´re sinking into each other deeper than we can We´re merging into each other more and more But where can we get like this really if we never talk If we never talk.