More songs by Franky Wah
Description
The pulse slows, breathing becomes uneven - as if someone had turned off the lights and left only the flickering candlelight on the walls. It's all about control you want to let go of, and passion that bursts out like molten metal thru the cracks of a cold consciousness. The words whisper as if right into my ear: "Don't resist, just breathe." And the music truly breathes – deeply, moistly, with those very pauses where your heart catches itself no longer beating in rhythm, but submitting. There's a mature courage in that sound – not a youthful impulse, but a conscious willingness to burn if necessary. Not for drama, but to feel for just a moment that you're not living in vain.
Lyrics and translation
Original
You'll find in time a loophole.
Sacrifice the control.
And the idea of you lingers 'round my fingers.
And I know the details of your deepest desire.
I wanna meet your passion.
I wanna meet your passion.
I wanna meet your passion.
I wanna meet your passion.
Oh, my love, heat it up. Melt it down to the ground. Oh, my love, heat it up.
Oh, I know it feels heavy.
But you're ready, yeah.
Oh, my love, heat it up. Melt it down to the ground. Oh, my love, heat it up.
Oh, I know it feels heavy.
But you're ready.
Passion.
I want you to release the pressure.
I wanna meet your passion like a fire in the dark night of your soul.
Of your soul, of your soul, of your soul, of your soul, of your soul, of your soul, of your soul, of your soul.
You'll find in time a loophole. Sacrifice the control.
And the idea of you lingers 'round my fingers.
And I know the details of your deepest desire.
I wanna meet your passion.
I wanna meet your passion.
I wanna meet your passion.
I wanna meet your passion.
I wanna meet your passion.
I wanna meet your passion.
Oh, my love, heat it up. Melt it down to the ground. Oh, my love, heat it up.
Oh, I know it feels heavy.
But you're ready, yeah.