Oh, jewel of my desireā¦
I shall hunt for you 'till my soul passes
quick in the night of anguish.
In my deepest being I know
you are real
alive
pulsating with the same feverish blood
that stirs in my veins.
You love, you feel, you are.
Oh, jewel of my desireā¦
I shall hunt for you 'till my soul passes
quick in the night of anguish.
In my deepest being I know
you are real
alive
pulsating with the same feverish blood
that stirs in my veins.
You love, you feel, you are.