what is it that I’ve got to do?
tell me, love, and I will.
what is it that I've got to do?
to wake up underneath you tomorrow
and to see your smile before I go to sleep
and to close my eyes
to your voice.
I’ll walk a thousand miles,
I think you know.
I’ll swim a million oceans
if I can see you on the shore.
I’ll give it all up
if that’s what it takes
to feel my hand in yours.
greed isn’t my deadly sin,
neither lust -
but when it comes to you
I am the embodiment of many.
greed and lust and passionate fervor
and I think everyone notices.
I know they’re all tired
of me saying your name
but it’s the only one
that can slip comfortably between my lips
and sound the way it should
and it’s the only one that fills my heart
with what I want to feel every second.
Oct 7, 2011
Oct 7, 2011 at 9:34 PM UTC
what is it that I’ve got to do?
tell me, love, and I will.
what is it that I've got to do?
to wake up underneath you tomorrow
and to see your smile before I go to sleep
and to close my eyes
to your voice.
I’ll walk a thousand miles,
I think you know.
I’ll swim a million oceans
if I can see you on the shore.
I’ll give it all up
if that’s what it takes
to feel my hand in yours.
greed isn’t my deadly sin,
neither lust -
but when it comes to you
I am the embodiment of many.
greed and lust and passionate fervor
and I think everyone notices.
I know they’re all tired
of me saying your name
but it’s the only one
that can slip comfortably between my lips
and sound the way it should
and it’s the only one that fills my heart
with what I want to feel every second.
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