0.125 One stolen moment at 3am, You lead me away Down an alley. Up against a wall, Your lips meet mine. Your kiss, Is soft, sweet; Not laced with drunk passion. As you move down my neck I want more. I can feel you hard Against me But I can't stop myself Feeling confused. You're my best friend, Why isn't it strange? It feels so right, It's like we'd been waiting For so long. But now you're gone, On a train to London. I wonder Will we ever again? One stolen moment at 3am, You lead me away, And I miss you.