the style of a woman, the kiss of a man

and it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor
and I thought of Ma and I wanted to get back there
your face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, you’re beautiful, I want you to walk

tagged as: hi I don't have a cool name for my queue; David Bowie; bowie; Five Years; hmm this song; still very much capable of making me all choked up;