Unfitting

You are so rough
Scorching heat upon me
You are too rough
Can’t get in the beat
Of your personal stampede
You are so fast
Shooting blooms in the night
You are too fast
The one thing that remains
Is you rushing through my veins
For the highest prize
We’ve got to synthesize
Got to synthesize
For the highest prize
I am so soft
Posing gentleness upon you
I am too soft
I try to mesmerize
Blowing bubbles in the night
I am so slow
Aiming for the lights on the day
I am too slow
Like a very long time
Camping out in ‘69
For the highest prize
We’ve got to synchronize
Got to synchronize
For the highest prize
Lead me, need me
Baby, sympathize
Make love to me
For the highest prize
You’ve got to sympathize
Got to sympathize
For the highest prize