you do not know that i think you are a church
the stained glass windows are your eyes
and when the sun shines
you are even more beautiful
there are people singing inside of you and
every time i touch your skin
i can hear their praises
that's why i never let go
when i kiss you i can feel you washing my sins away
all of my sins are the thoughts i have
about what i want to do to you
and i know that your hands heal the broken because
i am fixed