Through the laughing fog
I'm the straying dog
Warm wet voices
Caught up in their choices
I see a face
Eyes that adore
It's a forgotten man
Who asks me for more
So I make love
With the forgotten man
He rocks my stars
Doing the best he can
He makes me shiver
With forgotten dreams
His hands like a river
Strike me to the sea
His giving body
Touched my forgotten senses
His dear desires
Jump my forgotten fences
Making love with the forgotten man
Who makes me forget just who I am
So that we do the best we can
And we can - me and
The forgotten man
Unwrapped like children's birthday-presents
We feel and fly in skin deep joy
Without a history that bothers
Providing lust just for each other
Making love with the forgotten man
Who makes me forget just who I am
So that we do the best we can
And we can - me and
The forgotten man