Bare Skin Burn

Silence falls across the room

Shadows yield to the afternoon

No more fabric, no more lies

Just the truth in your quiet eyes

Every curve, a sacred line

Like a temple built by design

And the tension starts to rise

Stripped down to the skin and bone

A masterpiece of flesh and stone

Pure grace, untamed and free

You are the only world I see

(yeah,

yeah)

Flesh as warm as summer clay

Wash the armor of the world away

Perfect curves, a blinding light

In the darkness of the night

Every curve, a sacred line

Like a temple built by design

And the tension starts to rise

Stripped down to the skin and bone

A masterpiece of flesh and stone

Pure grace, untamed and free

You are the only world I see

(yeah, yeah)

Pure grace...

Untamed and free...

Just the truth...

Just you and me...