hearing, reaching, my heart, soundly,
you know better how far I can go—
for I know nothing but what I want
when I’ve chosen you to please me.
tell me how far I’ve given in
all just to see I served you well—
to live to please you to please me
to find heaven between our hearts
and with each beat turning white heat
into the light where our souls meet,
o then I’ve lived to do you justice—
and by no more than just your name;
were all my words taken and far away,
just the sound of you has my will to stay.