Eyes closed, how about we have a day
Undistracted by the light rays? Not exactly what I meant to say but it’ll do
It’s a valid question for you
If I strip away the fashion, what do we get? I want to see if I can find you
Minus the style and the hair and the make-up
So tell me, how much disappears when I turn the lights off? Light rays never stop spending their days
Bouncing off her in the right ways
They hit my eyes and the world goes hazy
Brain says, “Listen up, we gotta move.”
Body navigates the whole room
We’re trading smiles and the words are forming, forming
So tell me, how much of you disappears when I turn the lights off?