I felt my heart burning,
yearning for this girl they call Comfort.
I wanted to dive in,
it’d be better to wait till she says ‘come forth’.
This must be love
else I wouldn’t dare buy her hand glove.
Many many things I want to do,
to do with her, but above all tell her,
tell her I want us to be ‘duo’,
tell her, I don’t want her to be far.
I guess I’m drowning in lust
someone please find my heart, ‘cos its lost.
come forth, come lay your chest on mine,
think and dream of you; I really ought,
not minding even to stand on a line.
Press your lips to mine
and I’m sure to be lost in heaven divine.