I was angry naked
I was down she above
I'm not being wicked
Not to someone I love

I was pure as milk
She bent to whisper
A voice soft as silk
Just like her nature

She shed tears to fight
She laboured for me
She pushed and cried
And she set me free

Into tumultuous rapids
I had burned my fingers
Done what God forbids
Tinge of regret lingers

I need you the most
I'm your tainted baby
I cried at night the lost
Of a true love for me.