Nothing Wrong - Emma Shapplin

Nothing…

Nothing wrong,

I guess I like foolish…

Situations.

Nothing wrong,

'just want to let go…

No direction!

Feeling, swaying slow,

Just before giving up for real,

I want to know.

What if you touch me.

I think I’ll slide into your mind.

What if you touch me.

I think I’ll infuse in your sighs.

Don’t you refrain for me.

Oh…

What if you touch me…

I aim’you!

Nothing…

Nothing wrong,

I guess I like foolish…

Situations!

Sustain,

Contain the fall