Chris De Burgh, , Natasha

Natasha brings me kisses in the moonlight, She kneels above me, silk upon my skin, I reach for her, and I can feel her heartbeat, Beneath her breast so heavy in my hand; The rain is running rivers on my window, And shimmers on the streetlights down below, She s happy when I hold her in the shadows, And whispers of a life I ve never known; And will you dance, Natasha dance for me, Because I want to feel the passion in your soul, And when you dance, will you tell me in a story,