To wash away the anguish,
Like God's own rain on my skin,
Your touch cures me,
Your Gentle caress releasing so much tension,
I feel human again,
I feel wanted.
Sep 26, 2012
Sep 26, 2012 at 11:00 PM UTC
To wash away the anguish,
Like God's own rain on my skin,
Your touch cures me,
Your Gentle caress releasing so much tension,
I feel human again,
I feel wanted.