all alone in land, i am got a mouthful of prayers on my tongue and shells in my hand and i may have been young wild ain't free so i'll rent 'til i own the way my wind's blown me here all alone it's just me, it's just me
if one day you and i wrote a song with chorus? just two verses obnoxiously long, they'd abhor us but you caress fear and i feel the heat of you here hear you singing along, getting all the notes wrong our is so they'll see, they'll see
when push comes to shove it's you i think of can you feel my love, love? my love, my love