You have touched my soul
More than anyone who has kissed my lips
Or seen the curvature of my spine.
I rather have you even as a thought
Than their slimey, grimey hands.
Oh how wonderful to be loved from afar!
You have touched my soul
More than anyone who has kissed my lips
Or seen the curvature of my spine.
I rather have you even as a thought
Than their slimey, grimey hands.
Oh how wonderful to be loved from afar!