Gluten-Free Communion

The topography of your fingerprints marks the hills
The valleys and peaks
And the timelines you braid for your bride
Prepare us for the feast
You marble the ocean foam
Send the wind through my hair
Conducting the dancing stars
Compose my beating heart
Oh compose my beating heart

The cartography of your every word marks my path
It's my only hope
Every step is an adventure with your grace
And your blood's my soap
My tour guide on the narrow road
My compass is your peace
On this highway of the unknown
Please Dad can I use your keys?
Please Dad can I use your keys?

(Whistles)

The choreography of our dips and twirls makes me trust
To fall in your arms again
Every breath is an encounter with your love
So on my toes I spin
You wooed me with just a glance
And I forgot the world
So lead me Lord of the dance
I'll always be your girl
I'll always be your girl



Credits
Writer(s): Mackenzie Fowler
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link