Comparable To White Wisteria

Oh, how your moonlit arms are comparable to white wisteria Waving in the air, twisting around my waist Darling don't you ever let me fall down Darling all our senses are now interlaced And now I've forgotten how to put a frown on my face Darling my heart is now unstable with all this loving hysteria. Oh, how your moonlit arms are comparable to white wisteria Waving in the air, twisting around my waist Love, you are making me laugh and giggle all over… Now all my senses are charged, but nothings in any haste Darling, you're every touch. I can read I must be bilingual It's so dark now, there's no discerning anything's getting blearier. Oh, how your moonlit palms gamble winding in my hair But darling it's too short for braids, but you don't care Oh, darling, no matter however fateful Our love in its scramble, becomes I will always remember you in my sky, ever so graceful Because darling when, I was in your wisteria arms ensnared. Nothing derides these loving hysterias I feel when I look into your eyes. Oh, I will always remember you in my skies Darling don't you ever let me fall down Darling all our senses are now interlaced And now I've forgotten how to put a frown on my face Darling my heart is now unstable with all this loving hysteria. Darling, you're my kind of wisteria, hysteria. Oh, I guess I can now quite happily die of malaria squinting at a moonlit sky.