I want it all - every note and every sound:
I feel I must it possess.
I desire it all - every move and every pound:
I'm ardent about it - I confess.
Yet as the rains make way for thunder;
As the Sun runs from the Moon;
I question it all and wonder:
Is it true - is it a little too soon?
For I have been through it all,
And survived sans a doctor.
I swam through the flood,
And a swamp and arose stronger.
Even so as the flame waltzes on the candle
And the breeze makes love to the curtain,
Desire and distrust each wear a sandal,
And live happily ever after in me for certain.
I feel I must it possess.
I desire it all - every move and every pound:
I'm ardent about it - I confess.
Yet as the rains make way for thunder;
As the Sun runs from the Moon;
I question it all and wonder:
Is it true - is it a little too soon?
For I have been through it all,
And survived sans a doctor.
I swam through the flood,
And a swamp and arose stronger.
Even so as the flame waltzes on the candle
And the breeze makes love to the curtain,
Desire and distrust each wear a sandal,
And live happily ever after in me for certain.
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