Skin Songtext
von Zach Winters

Skin is your tie to me-a sweet little go between
Connecting the things I keep to the hidden in you
Darker or lighter we all crave that simple heat
The love and the mystery of the one from the two

Why′s it so hard to see our skin makes family
And that's a good thing baby
We′re meant to make our love grow


Skin is a ghost machine-a loved and a hated thing
But worn by the poor and king who draw lines with their clothes
But your skin can preach to me-your skin calls mine to sing
A song not for whispering-I would hear every note

Why's it so hard to see each shade of majesty
You're looking good my brother
We′re meant to make this love grow
Why′s it so hard to see all that you mean to me
For who you are my sister
We're meant to make this love grow

Skin is your tie to me-a curse from Adam and Eve
But far from the garden we still find blood at the root