There is a place in my heart
When I sink down and in
Where I am surprised to discover i am already whole
My mind is suspicious
Yet it is undeniably true
There is a place in my heart
When I sink down and in
Where I find my problems are not actually problems
But places of wild tenderness
Where I find myself again
When I sink down and in
When I slow down inside
When I trust enough to melt, I find
I am only ever meeting myself
And this meeting is the truth
It is the secret desire inside all desires
All I ever really wanted was me