Cling to my *******, you beautiful.
swinging you up like a mother.
i reckon you not moving whilst
the storms strike down
ahead
of you.

Find a soft side on your way, honey
winding you up, fly high
i reckon you not being energised
when it rains

you didn't answer my calls but I'm halfway
on the road
Frustrated, waiting for a sudden appearance

where is
your applause?

The shape of love is shifting and
life unexpected
Embrace,
I shall be.