the smell
< 2003-06-02 - 3:47 p.m. >

sitting alone after the call

knowing that you're away, rather then at home

and when i know that i wont be hearing from you

the smell gets me by

the envelope holding it - the keepsake

makes me high, high on you

like a love completely surrounding me

hidden away with mine from you

to keep in a me touch only condtion

they make me think that you are thinking of me

the smell is getting me by

open the envelope, run my nose along

and full thoughs of you surround my brain

it makes me high, so high - high on you

smell - the smell of you

your smell is beautiful

as are you