Simple Infatuation

The chords play in time
And my pulse is left behind
With continuous measures
Music flows through my infatuated soul.

I feel like the stage is lifted higher
With every step I take you sing another note
Together we're invincible
Indestructable pieces of art

Simple songs and simple words
All their eyes stare ahead
While all I feel is sweat trickling

And yet all this stands for a metaphor
You and me...