Your Beautiful Lie

I think
 therefore I am
 a bit to cerebral
 for your sensual ways
 You are
 the definition of aloof
 Never seeking truth
 Or even motivations...
 Oh why
 would I want to deny
 your beautiful lie?
 Why would I want to deny
 your lie?
 I smell
 your thoughts in the air.
 Like the scent of your hair
 it turns me on.
 Your mystery
 excites me today.
 Like it does most days
 Only more than before.
 Oh why
 would I want to deny
 your beautiful lie?
 Why would I want to deny
 your lie?
 If you want you can tell me strange lies
 and I'll rest here believing in the
 world you describe
 If you want you can pretend your
 perverted
 and I'll rest here believing that you
 never pretend
 If you want you can tell me strange lies
 and I'll rest here believing in pure
 fantasy
 If you want you can persuade me with
 passion
 and I'll rest here believing that I
 found the real you
 I close
 my eyes to the truth
 it's got nothing on you
 I don't want to know
 You take
 my resistance away
 I've got nothing to say
 Let's go and play