What am I to do when my heart has dissolved into a thousand grains of deserted sand.
Blown away by Gods gentle breath, from his holy hands.
What am I to do when my heart longs for my love.
I wish I could fly away and be where he is, fly away like a dainty dove.
What am I to do when I cant be where his, Lord I wish I knew.
My body is aching for just one soft touch, from me to you. He is where he is an I am where I am, I'm just awaiting that brown skin to touch, feel, taste, and embrace all of that. What am I to do?
He seems so far away. Ill keep him in my my heart and thats where he'll stay.