Virgin In My Mind – Michel Montecrossa

I’m seeing you in leather,
a Virgin in my Mind.
I’m seeing you so helpless,
but you are oh so kind:
You change, you know, and then
you are again a Virgin in my Mind.

There is the struggle always
to come out of the I.
But sometimes it is needed
though hard to understand.
Later I will move on, and then
you are again a Virgin in my Mind.

But then the greater moment
when love came oh so sweet
and changed you into beauty
and gave you true belief.
I never really felt anything than that
you are that indeed: a Virgin in my Mind.