Its about the night when we were roaming
On the streets where no lamp posts were glowing!
You held my hand and I held yours
It was the moment when the heat was flowing
Between us
The next thing I know
We were making out!
Its about the night of last winter
It was cold and dark but I could see her
Face!
She held my hand and I held hers
And I looked into her eyes and she looked back
I could feel that
And the next thing I know
We were making out!
As we walked through the streets
I could see our foot steps aligned
Crossing that subway
I wish I could get back that time
Oh take me back
To that time
When your hands fit in mine
Take me back
To that time
When your hands, fit in mine
Its about the night of last weekend
They were roaming on the paths
That we've been to
He kept his hand over her shoulder
And he looked into her eyes
Like he wants her
Like he needs her
The next thing I saw
They were making out!