If you wanna get to me, you gotta get through my Father (through my Father)
Gotta get through my Abba (through my Abba)
Gotta get through my Lover (through my Love)
Aroma, aroma, aroma, aroma
Aroma, aroma, aroma, aroma
May my praise be a sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Aroma, aroma, aroma, aroma
I'd like to take time to confide in you
My life should've ended long ago
The Lord said, "No, she's mine, she's mine"
I'd like to take time to remind you
The devil's lies might bring in some confusion in the night
But the Lord says, "No, sleep tight"
And I'm not alcoholic, so I'm not sip bacardi
Not supersonic, I know
But I need to be where You are
And be what You want
And be where You art, O Abba
Let the King of Glory come in
No longer I, you see, but Christ in me
For pierced, are the Hands that embrace me (pierced are your Hands)
Praise Him, praise Him
For pierced is the Side that shades me
Aroma, aroma, aroma, aroma
Aroma, aroma, aroma, aroma
Who so loved the world that He gave His only begotten
Sing to El Roi, how about another hymn for Elohim
If you wanna get to me, you gotta get through my Father (through my Father). Aroma, aroma, aroma, aroma
Gotta get through my Abba (through my Abba). Aroma, aroma, aroma, aroma
Gotta get through my Lover (through my Love). May my praise be a sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Aroma, aroma, aroma, aroma