Into Everything - Télépopmusik, Deborah Anderson

Subtle ripples forming closer

Touching me, I can’t escape

Foolishly I think I’m stronger

Then a kiss, now it’s too late

Fully ripened I am falling

Into your hands

For you to taste

I’m like a child, my eyes are open

Ambushed by your pretty face

Is it possible to love you

Or will this soon be washed away

By a single drop of water

In the desert I will lay