Bermuda Triangle

This time I'm writing a song for you
I don't care who hears it
I don't care how long the feeling lasts
Tonight I want you here and nude or clothed and laughing
The other thoughts can cool their jets in the Bermuda Triangle with my old regrets
Important thoughts have found a big hole and I looked into it
Lo and behold you were inside pulling up your white t-shirt one day before my birthday
Indeed a grand gift it would be to feel good and report every detail to me
Even if I can't tell another soul, it's still better than suffocating
I was getting deathly sick of not feeling what I wanted when I wanted
So now I'll never say never
I'll say never never again