Yours

You, with your and outstretched
 finger on the key
 this lock that You release
 is opening but isn't free
 and I hope that You can see
 how it beats inside of me
 instead of pushing fear aside
 I want to run, I want to hide
 I am vulnerably Yours
 She, who is wanting me
 Whose touch can make me cry
 I can only understand
 by never asking Her why
 hear the contradictions fly
 and as hard as I may try
 every truth becomes a lie
 in the ache of Her reply
 I am passionately...
 Yours
 and the saddest eyes are
 Yours
 and the softest skin is
 Yours
 and the hope I borrow is
 Yours
 so won't you let me in, i'm Yours
 all that I begin is Yours
 every prize I win is Yours
 at your feet again, i'm Yours
 all I am is Yours
 all I am is wanting You
 i've fallen down and I can't seem to come to
 if I shoud die before I wake
 I commend my soul into this ache
 up above the world so high
 where the water tends to meet the sky
 She's all i'm after by the toe
 and I won't let go
 and I wanted you to know
 that if you reap what you would sew
 I would take it blow by blow
 all I am is...
 Yours
 and the saddest eyes are
 Yours
 and the softest skin is
 Yours
 and the hope I borrow is
 Yours
 so won't you let me in, i'm Yours
 all that I begin is Yours
 every prize I win is Yours
 at your feet again, i'm Yours
 all I am is Yours
 Yours