My soul longs. And even faints for You.. My heart and my flesh. Cries out for the living God.. For the living God.. Incline your ear. With trembling and tears I'm yearning..
You're my little love gun. You're my beehive stinger. I'll be your braille. If you'll read me every night. . You are my cup of tea. And I'll drink you very slowly.
Wide open my life is now. I hide no more behind the mask. And what you see is what I am. Its reality. . For too long I walked alone. I tried to prove that I was strong.
There wasn't room. Inside that smoke-filled room. You were beside yourself. Not beside me. . You've caught up. You believe that you've grown up. We know you thought that up, needless to say.