I stand a little too close You stare a little too long We do this dance every time You and I, you and I Yeah, we're up in the air Like the smoke from your lips But I can't find my words When I'm tracing your kiss I can taste, I can taste, I can taste it In my mind, all the time, Can you race it What I do, for a shot Of your love I have you I have you On the tip of my tongue I have you On the tip of my tongue