Cosmonauts in Loveyour love warms me inside but its goosebumps out here send me a digital rose, dear malnutritious, so delicious void of content, void of kisses your stare don't do much with its stoic pixelation your photo albums, my fixation got me making silly fantasies sending signals, on my knees your touch is what I need your touch is what I needCosmonauts in Love
your breath's still sweet on my lips from a million miles away fix me up and wipe my tears over frequencies unknown open communications to say you love me because you're just that romantic and over t
