You’ve gotten under my skin
The layers are paper-thin
But made of diamond.
Somehow you’ve penetrated the deepest layer
And put me under your spell
and I don’t care.
You must know
This is unusual, for me.
You’ve gotten under my skin
The layers are paper-thin
But made of diamond.
Somehow you’ve penetrated the deepest layer
And put me under your spell
and I don’t care.
You must know
This is unusual, for me.