Lirieke: Matt Nathanson. Other. Come On Get Higher.

I miss the sound of your voice
and I miss the rush of your skin
and I miss the still of the silence
as you breathe out, and I breathe in

if I could walk on water, if I could tell you what's next I'd make you believe,I'd make you forget

so, come on get higher loosen my lips
faith and desire
in the swing of your hips
just pull me down hard
and drown me in love

I miss the sound of your voice
the loudest thing in my head
and I ache to remember
all the violent,sweet,perfect
words that you said

if I could walk on water,if I could tell you what's next
I'd make you believe, I'd make
you forget

so, come on get higher
loosen my lips
faith and desire
in the swing of your hips
just pull me down hard
and drown me in love

I miss the pull of your heart
I taste the sparks of your tongue
and I see angels and devils and god when you come on
hold on. hold on.love
sing sha la la love.sing sha la la love

it's all wrong.it's all wrong.
it's all right cause everthing
works in your arms