Full Many A Glorious Morning Have I Seen / Being Your Slave What Should I Do But Tend / How Like A Winter Hath My Absence Been / Sweet Love Renew Thy Force, Be It Not Said / To Me Fair Friend You Never Can Be Old

歌詞

I thought of your perfect limbs. I thought of your mind; I woke up hungry, I woke up blind. I thought of your flaming lips, I thought of your smell; I woke up choking, drowning in hell. (chorus:) too weak to make the stand; just taking it like a man. I thought of your breathing head, I thought of your voice; I lost my reason, I lost my choice. I thought of your beating heart, I thought of your touch. I thought of screaming. I thought too much. (chorus) too late to heal the madness, too late to understand.