I want to amaze you, like a thunderstorm above.I want you to thank God for the birth of our love. Your kiss I treasure, Your body I’ll caress,But it’s your soul that He will bless.
When the Soul Cried Out for Meaning
I want to amaze you, like a thunderstorm above.I want you to thank God for the birth of our love. Your kiss I treasure, Your body I’ll caress,But it’s your soul that He will bless.