You and I We should meet in the air On the beach where the sea Shall carress our toes You and I We meet on these streets Covered with butts and spit And separated by my word Words words word Shut up and kiss me for once Not a stolen one but a blatant 500 WATT shown at half-time during the Superbowl Kiss from your lips to mine it leaps across the electric air between us My word that ties my fingers Into his and does not allow mine to wander in and out of your hair and soul -Not really from afar but far enough for longing