Bride of the Lamb
Below the valley desire rolls in like mist
The touch of your lips, the warmth of your breath
That ancient hour, where time can't rush in
Beating hearts aching to be caressed
And I can't keep breathing in your patience,
your longing, this completion
My life it is bound to see the bride of the lamb's
wayward path for me
And my heart keep screaming it--
my life wants to grow into what the old songs did know.
The touch of your lips, the warmth of your breath
That ancient hour, where time can't rush in
Beating hearts aching to be caressed
And I can't keep breathing in your patience,
your longing, this completion
My life it is bound to see the bride of the lamb's
wayward path for me
And my heart keep screaming it--
my life wants to grow into what the old songs did know.
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