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Phantom Hand
Walk in and greeted by this cold cold room
My baby been gone far too long
But I’ll see you soon in a drowsy rendezvous
Turn you over in my mind
Wrapped in the tresses of our twisted sheets
The sleeping scent of you close by
Cuz I feel you stirring in the base of my spine
Close your eyes I’m coming soon
When my mind starts to drift
And my hands start to wonder
If you’re dreamin’ and schemin’ about my touch tonight.
Did you reach out and grab me
With your phantom hand
Cuz I woke up with fleeting fingers on my skin
A shadow advances as the light starts to fade
Sleepy sighs echo through the night
Hips rise to meet ya where two dreams collide
Leaves me achin when I rise
Sweat soaked and gasping in a twilight embrace
Your sultry specter fades away
Cuz I feel the warmth of a wet dreamer’s thighs
Queen Mab hath been with me tonight
Slip inside
Sleep you off
Twisting and turning igniting like a spark
Feel it spread
Throbbing fire
Pulsing and plunging and arching in the dark
Did you reach out and grab me
With your phantom hand
Cuz I woke up with fleeting fingers on my skin
My baby been gone far too long
But I’ll see you soon in a drowsy rendezvous
Turn you over in my mind
Wrapped in the tresses of our twisted sheets
The sleeping scent of you close by
Cuz I feel you stirring in the base of my spine
Close your eyes I’m coming soon
When my mind starts to drift
And my hands start to wonder
If you’re dreamin’ and schemin’ about my touch tonight.
Did you reach out and grab me
With your phantom hand
Cuz I woke up with fleeting fingers on my skin
A shadow advances as the light starts to fade
Sleepy sighs echo through the night
Hips rise to meet ya where two dreams collide
Leaves me achin when I rise
Sweat soaked and gasping in a twilight embrace
Your sultry specter fades away
Cuz I feel the warmth of a wet dreamer’s thighs
Queen Mab hath been with me tonight
Slip inside
Sleep you off
Twisting and turning igniting like a spark
Feel it spread
Throbbing fire
Pulsing and plunging and arching in the dark
Did you reach out and grab me
With your phantom hand
Cuz I woke up with fleeting fingers on my skin
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