your fingers move
they run the length of your guitar
and i know they'll never touch me
for all the misery we'd start

my fingers move
i'm picturing you in the dark
imagining how they would touch you
and feel the beating of your heart

and now you're breaking for it
and now i'm aching for it
and now you're pleading for it
and now i'm begging for it

a new awareness
you're whispering against my skin
and suddenly your breathing quickens
as you recognize the sin

a new sensation
surrendering your innocence
your fingers now become insistent
and it's so easy to give in

and now you're breaking for it
and now i'm aching for it
and now you're pleading for it
and now i'm begging for it