I wanna eat your red hair.

I wanna touch it every morning
For the rest of my life.

Humour me, red
Humour me red.

I love your transparent eyelashes
Bright moustaches that I bet no one ever dreamed of staining with pomegranates. Smash some berries on your upper lip. Smash them good all over your pink bright freckled skin.

I wanna pull your beautiful red hair
I wanna feel it on my naked body
All round me like we're playing hide and seek in the same square meter.

(I wanna be illegal with you just to see how frightened you'd look.)

I just want to caress it every night before I go to sleep

(Is that too much to ask?)

Sleep with your amazingly red soft hair
Right by my side, in case I wake up from a bad dream where I never met you.

Ah, it tickles me to think about waking up
It tickles my senses when you go away from my mind

You tickle my sense of sanity
I wanna steal your red hair

I wanna be immoral just to see you blush