Sunset, and the earth weeps for the dead
Sunrise, and I die before I wake.
Intimacy, and I'm too young to understand
Climax, and he's coming again.

Exhilaration, and I still don't get it.
Love, and he shows it on his lips
Biology, defies all I stand for
Climax, and he's high again.

Softness, and I've fallen too deep
Coldness, and I'm not his to keep
Intimacy, has all came too soon
Silence, and I'm whole again.