Wings of Desire

I’ve often thought about the nature of our meeting
A handshake for a greeting, a look of tenderness in your eyes
Your hand, it felt warm I held it tight in both of mine
The way I’d cling to a cup of steaming tea in winter
It’s not that I was cold, although the autumn breeze
Blew cooler at the shore
It’s that when we touched I saw a glimpse of my future
And I hoped in holding on I’d see a little more
Now I still thirst for that vision
I still hunger for that touch
I hardly know what to do with myself
I want you so much
But my heart will burst before I die of hunger or thirst
For the love I feel but try and contain
If you only knew then I could let it grow freely for you
You’d see how much has been asked of my self-restraint
If I could soar like a bird on these feathered wings of desire
Yeah, I love you, could you ever love me too?
You don’t know how good to you I’d be
I’d make you feel like the wildest of your dreams were real
I’d show you every day how much you mean to me
I could soar like a bird on these feathered wings of desire