Craft of Love Kate Bush

I tried to study it for just a while:
All of the potions, from oysters to seducing smiles
But I've found it's already inside me:
A big round bubble of sensuality
Dared to be burst
But worried about getting hurt

I know how you like to kiss
I'll ask you what you're thinking
Silvers in our dark hair
The sheets are soaked by your tiny fish

The craft of love
The craft of love
The craft of life
The craft of love
Oo-ooh...

Tears spring to mind when I go back in time
All those lost bodies just seeking security
Jittering strangers with sweating hands
Heavy and clever and full of demands
Well I'm similar to you:
We're familiar with what to do

I know how you like to kiss
I'll ask you what you're thinking
Silvers in our dark hair
The sheets are soaked by your tiny fish