DIFFERENCES BETWEEN ORGANS AND WOMEN I touch your face again, for hours we have been together we're turning our way from sitting across to lying down the floor throwing the pillows around, face to face, from head to the ground we're falling, one to another and I look into your eyes I listen to your sighs I can smell your hair my tongue touches your ear when I'm holding you so close grabbing our clothes off we're turning our way from modest friendship to lovers' dream throwing the socks around - and we are laughing we are laughing and I kiss your neck I stroke your leg my tongue searches the way inbetween to arrive a land never seen when I'm holding you so close head rubs at your skin and I see the devil grin we're turning our way from relaxation to torn tension throwing our gasps around, in a way the airplanes sound and in the background the man on the organ's playing a sexual tune... (crazy man is playing) sometimes we rest a while your breath turns into mine I can see the laughter in your eyes this night will never stop and we are holding us so close the storm ends - virtual rain is pouring from our heads we're turning our way from lovers' devotion to the stillness in motion throwing nothing around, but our hearts and in the background the man on the organ's playing a sexual tune... (crazy man is playing again and again)