It was when I touched your hand
That I got to understand
Love is small and that’s what makes it truly great
It’s your body before soul
Taking in my seeds of love
Sparking from our fingers’ microscopic stroke
Our fingers’ stroke
And the sound waves in your call
Draw the map towards your soul
Million senses craving up for more
Kids are serious when they play
Love is strong when just a game
It is deep when we can keep our minds away
Your skin
Will keep
My mind awake
Will keep me sane
Did Jesus ever dream of love
Like a crook for fear and loathe?
Did he ever teach in order to control?
His coming to jerusalem
No gold, no king, no prophecy
People watched him love, but how they failed to see
Distorting mirrors of our dreams
We’re fools in front of silver screens
Where they sell love
Turn off the lights
Think of my eyes
Crossing your mind
Crawl through heart
You feel my skin
The air between
Fingers and sin
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