Lover of my soul
Fill my heart with wonder
My head with mystery
Glowing through the other side
Inviting me to break away
To leave this paradigm
If even for a short time
Pour over me or **** me in
Baptism of sound
How many times born again
Balm of peace and relaxation
Spirit hands, rub it in
For forty five years not a day's gone by
Without your centering presence
Never getting old
You speak to me of
Never getting old
Something worth singing about