world of our own

caught in a world that isn't our own
wandering paths that to me are unknown
showing me thoughts that have never been shown
floating kisses that have never been blown
shivers down my spine that never reach the bone
a presence around me says I'm never alone
in a bedroom someone lets out a gentle moan
romantic nothings whispered down the phone
love growing from seeds that have never been sewn
you and me in this world of our own.