Unsure of who I am, I need your hand
to take my hand and lead me thru my life
Our skin-to-skin is real; I have it planned
And yes, I want your love; come be my wife
A wife is one who stays beside my bed
I need your love like food I need to eat
to strengthen me when I am nearly dead
And you, my love, you’re filling and you’re sweet
We’ve loved; we’ve held each other soft within
I still remember songs that filled our hearts
Your love was there beyond our skin-to-skin
and in your warmth I feel my own warmth starts
I’m certain that my love can feel it too
I’ll wait forever ’til I’m holding you.