She likes to hold my hand
She says she understands
These voices inside of me
They tell me to disagree
All the things she says to me
I blindly believe in
The beauty of her voice tells me
I should stop grieving
We're poor little lambs who've lost our way
Searching the night for a brand new day
I let the lyric speak to me
With its sensuality
It gives me courage gives me strength
My heart my soul full depth and length
All the things she says to me
I blindly believe in
The beauty of her voice tells me
I should stop grieving
She gives me power gives me joy
Life gets new meaning
Her deep blue eyes on my mind
As long I am breathing
We're poor little lambs who've lost our way
Our house roof seems to heave and sway
Sky's dark, cold and grey
Searching the night for a brand new day