I can hear planes flyin' over my head Just hours before you occupied my bed In our darkness we conjured up sunlight In our haste, our need, our thirst we lost our sight But I was inspired tracing the lines on your face To the poetry the first time I heard your name When I trip from your lips my heart was like a kick-drum And it silenced the guilt, I wasn't raised to hurt anyone
Uh oh, does he know That I'm lyin' in the afterglow That I'm lyin' but I can't go, can't say no Make him think he's crazy While his paranoia grows What he should be asking Is where did our love ago Then I wouldn't be baskin' In another man's afterglow
Where did the beat go? Where is the beat? Where did the beat go?