Tropical Popsicle the beach with no footprints

In the dead pan moon
no one else
can touch your face
there is no light
Do what you want tonight
there are no boundaries here me love
unveil your face
the moonlight hits your skin
upon this beach, with no footprints
come walk with me
walk with me, in this life of ecstasy
the tiny orchestra
inside my head wont let me sleep
come walk with me
the beast will take your breath
and give you life
every hour, until your death
dance with me, in this life of ecstasy