Why does she sleep?
To dream of Him gone?
Long for Him?

When will she return?
Oh Lord!
When will she return?

She tried to drink the moon,
To feed off the sun
And now,

From a hidden well
deep Within
she drinks.

The only one
to quench this
thirst,

that can feed this
hunger
is You.

But Lord,
the one who's desire is full
lives on, bursting with a Love uncontained!

I turn over the hungry one,
the thirsty one,
take her!

She is Yours,
wake her
with your Love!

The heart knows
You long to
Awaken the sleeper!

She is Yours,
not of this world.
Save Her!