July 23, 2010 by Abode Camp in Frank Sinatra

(How Little It Matters) How Little We Know

How little we know
How much to discover
What chemical forces flow
From lover to lover.

How little we understand – what touches of that tingle
That sudden explosion – when two tingles intermingle.

Who cares to define
What chemistry this is
Who cares with your lips on mine
How ignorant bliss is.

So long as you kiss me – (and) the world around us shatters
How little it matters – how little we know
(How little we know, how little we know,…).

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