Pleasure Is Kisses Within

When we laugh,

Our soul's being tickled

By the past.

When we weep,

Our smiles 'n giggles,

Secrets keep.

Pleasure is kisses within'.

Pleasure is kisses.

Pleasure is kisses within'.

Pleasure is kisses.

Who's in charge

Of the typhoons and the cyclones?

Who makes the moon pull at the sea?

When we cry,

The sea becomes the ocean.

I stand and grieve for reality.

I know.

I know.