Guess I remember this soul
I recognize through these eyes
And I desire the touch
that makes me feel like at home
I know the taste of your skin
need the heat of your touch
oh, I desire the touch
that makes me feel not alone
Sometimes I believe to scent you
to feel your tender lips
there's nothing I can do about
you're always on my mind
You're my desire
and you're my ruin
that kind of desire
that's eternally unfulfilled
Yes I remember your soul
and I remember your touch
there's nothing I can do about
these memories of a life
long passed by
You're my desire
and you're my ruin
you're some kind of desire
that's eternally unfulfilled…
Words: Marcus Testory
Music: Ralf Huebner, Marcus Testory

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