Every single one And there was nothing... Grannus' healing touch - Cernunnos' beckon Deo Sucellos' strike - Taranis' piercing roar Dandelions floating like snow Witness the eternal laws of nimiety Is numbered Not one is forgotten Is just one more in

Not your regular, tell you what, let me touch And I wouldn't be me if I didn't get a little nasty Na na na na na na na I know you're tired of the usual, usual, usual I can give you more than the usual You gon' feel something unusual, unusual, unusual I'm

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Get a grip inside) From the day that I was born Sing a song for me, one from Let It Be Open up your eyes, get a grip of yourself inside (You betcha) Flash your pen at the song that I'm singin' Touch down bass livin' on the run Be my

And out of all these things I've done I think I love you better now I'm out of touch, I'm out of love I'll pick you up when you're getting down And if you're broken I'll mend ya And keep you sheltered from the storm that's raging on now I'm out of sight,

She will be your living end She'll come, she'll go She'll lay belief on you And when the clothes are strewn Don't be afraid of the room Touch the fullness of her breast Feel the love of her caress Skin sweet with musky odor The lady from another grinning

Give me that honey love Tonight is your night Cause' there is something that I want from you Yeah come inside Now turn the lights down Don't be scared, touch me I know what you want and uh For the rest of your life

Give me that honey love Tonight is your night Cause' there is something that I want from you Yeah come inside Now turn the lights down Don't be scared, touch me I know what you want and uh For the rest of your life

It's calling me back to my home Home it's what I long for I can't keep away from her touch Shine-lake of fire Lines take me higher My mind drips desire Confined and overtired Living this charade Is getting me nowhere

I may not have the softest touch I may not say the words as such But I'm yours And though I may not look like much And though my edges may be rough And never feel I'm quite enough It may not seem like very much You touch these tired eyes of mine

It's calling me back to my home HomeIt's what I long for I can't keep away from her touch The Sleeper: Shine- lake of fire Lines take me higher My mind drips desire Confined and overtired Living this charade