I hunger for your touch, these words belong to you
You turned them into art, the beauty was your goal.
My touch was not enough, and that I always knew
I hunger for your touch and hunger for your soul.
I hunger for the nights when we were far apart,
When loneliness and pain would bend me to the ground.
You ‘d come to me in dreams and take my bleeding heart,
And kiss my pain away, and turn it all around.
I hunger for the nights when my worries were at bay
When laying in my arms and playing with my hair
You looked into my eyes and didn't have to say
I love you, but I knew somehow that you care.
I hunger and I starve, my soul is crying out
The old pain is back, the one I hate so much
It rises like a wave and makes me want to shout
I hunger for you soul, and hunger for your touch.
I hunger for your touch
© Copyright: Анатолий Макаров, 2005
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