Oh, my girl, what have I done?
I've let the air slip inbetween
The skins of you and of me
Oh, my girl, what have I done?
(I see the air it's slowly sliding)
I've let the air slip inbetween
(All over you and your skin. I think it looks)
The skins of you and of me
(more like steel than a gas. I don't think I can penetrate.)