If Ilet go of the women that are in my life have surely not much to live for, I was sixteenwhen I was fifteen.But when I first saw her, she made me unafraid to be.Cherry lips, your sweet taste, a dancing hip, a warm embrace, and now I feel at home.Cherry lips, a kiss in space, we take a trip, a fall to graze.Now I live here alone.We grew older, winter got colder, married by her twenty-second birthday.Then we moved slow by the moonlight.We were unafraid to be.Cherry lips, your sweet taste, a dancing hip, a warm embrace, and now I feel at home.I'm here.Cherry lips, a kiss in space.We take a trip, a fall to grace, now I think we're aloneAh, ah, ah
