When we kiss
we tend to bite
We kiss,
devoured by
our appetite
But kisses and dreams
and all the works of art
They just cannot feed
the human heart
Darling, this hunger
cannot be appeased
Every time our lips meet
on hunger we feast
Darling, this famine
It is who we are
A man deprived of hunger
is destined to starve
Hunger's why
a kiss is sweet
It's why the slightest touch
becomes a treat