Stalking the Street
© 2007 Andy Bambach
Verse 1
Stalking the Street like a lion
Listening close to the night
Chasing the wind is desire
Crawling through peril and plight
Sensing your movements of gender
Temptation, pleasure and pain
Hunting with wolves in the jungle
Questions and answers remain
Throbbing away beats my hunger, my desire
Licking your lips takes you higher
Testing the skills of an acrobatic flyer
God knows IÕm coming for you
The waves of passion roll over
Tingling senses gyrate
Tranquil meadows blow slower
Sustain our passionate wake
chorus