Fistful of Love
I was lying in my bed last night staringAt a ceiling full of starsWhen it suddenly hit meI just have to let you know how I feelWe live together in a photograph of timeI look into your eyesAnd the seas open up to meI tell you I love youAnd I always willAnd I know you can't tell meI know you can't tell me
So I'm left to pick upThe hints, the little symbols of your devotionSo I'm left to pick upThe hints, the little symbols of your devotion
And I feel your fistsAnd I know it's out of loveAnd I feel the whipAnd I know it's out of loveAnd I feel your burning eyes burning holesStraight through my heartIt's out of loveIt's out of love
I accept and I collect upon my bodyThe memories of your devotionI accept and I collect upon by bodyThe memories of your devotion
And I feel your fistsAnd I know it's out of loveAnd I feel the whipAnd I know it's out of loveAnd I feel your burning eyes burning holesStraight through my heartIt's out of love, ooh hooIt's out of love
Give me a little bit serious loveGive me a little full loveBe full of love
Fists, fists, fists full of love...