I’m deep inside your body,
You’re deep inside my brain.

The pleasure of your lips,
Masks the inevitable pain.

The pain of leaving you once more,
When our interlude is done,

Each time we make love,
We know it’s more than just some fun.

Wrong time, wrong place, we always said.
But how do you fight fate, fight love,

An accident of life, an irony,
Perhaps a sign from above.

When we’re apart it hurts so much,
And you’re in my dreams every night,

You shouldn’t be,
It’s wrong, but it seems so right.