Everything is just about sex now a days
It’s so wack
It’s so uninteresting
Such a waste of time
What good does it do to know your body but not your soul?
Why should I care about what turns you on but not about what makes you feel down?
We’re so disconnected from true communication
As if it were wrong to feel things
We’ve been through too much damage to let someone in
Again
But there’s hope still
Let me touch your soul because I’m tired of just touching your body
Walking In My Shoes 