Give me your hand, empty your soul,
pour it out in mine, tilt over and
wash it all away
like a wave on the shore
retreat and do it again.
no worries here, it’s so very safe
it’s the others I’d fear.
Their hunger to know,
appetite for desire,
but believe it or not
we’re all darkness inside
not only sunrises, but sunsets as well
so lend me your hand, promise, I’ll hold it tight as
we’ll dance together and pirouette through twilight