Ride Taste
Floating like a smoke ring, It cannot be regained. Now it's touched, it's broken, The taste just slips away. The taste just slips away. I just want to know. I don't want to tell you, What you want to know. I don't want to tell you As hard as right can be, It can feel so wrong. Too much to leave, Now it's all gone wrong. But what's right or wrong? I don't know. The taste just slips away.
