Synesthesia


Hear the sunlight singing through the window
And those words fallin' from your lips, they sparkle just like rain
And all the air around me starts to shake and tremble
I'm more alive than I could possibly explain

Before you even made it through the doorway
Felt the heat of your whisper make my temperature rise
Started hummin' to the music of your cool little saunter
Your silhouette smelled faintly of homemade rhubarb pie

People stare like I'm losing my senses
When I smile at the sound of your touch
The doctors say it's called synesthesia
But all I know is I have never felt so much


I am floating on a wave of unfamiliar
Surrounded by the bright, orange-purple scent of your cologne
Gonna paint a picture in the key of B flat
Let the world experience the taste of life full-blown

People stare like I'm losing my senses
When I smile at the sound of your touch
The doctors say it's called synesthesia
But all I know is I have never felt so much


Oh, well this synesthesia - how can this be?
I said all my senses get mixed up on me
That old Nabokov's got nothing on me
This synesthesia sets me free


People stare like I'm losing my senses
When I smile at the sound of your touch
The doctors say it's called synesthesia
But all I know is I have never felt so much



copyright Heather Blush 2003.