Duncan Sheik
Duncan Sheik
Duncan Sheik
Duncan Sheik
Duncan Sheik
Duncan Sheik
Duncan Sheik
Duncan Sheik
Duncan Sheik
Duncan Sheik
Duncan Sheik
Duncan Sheik
Come with me into the trees
We'll lay on the grass, let the hours pass
Take my hand, come back to the land
Let's get away just for one day
Let me see ya stripped down to the bone
Let me see ya stripped down to the bone
Metropolis has nothing on this
You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss
Take my hand, come back to the land
Everything's ours for a few hours
Let me see ya stripped down to the bone
Let me see ya stripped down to the bone
Let me hear ya make decisions without your television
Let me hear ya speaking just for me
Let me see ya stripped down to the bone
Let me hear ya speaking just for me
Let me see ya stripped down to the bone
Let me hear ya crying just for me
Let me see ya stripped down to the bone
Let me hear ya speaking just for me