Woorden: Andreas Johnson. Please (Do Me Right).

Waiting for a sign, a touch of your grace
To carry me home, under these waves... I'm slipping...
Crying like a child for the day to begin, to follow your breeze, hunted by your skin
I'm slipping
So please, do me right woman
Cause I'm hanging by a thread, far from divine
Wish I could flourish and speed up the time... I'm slipping...
I'm sliding down...
So please, do me right woman
Please, do me right woman
Do me right woman, enter my space...
Fragile and pure... I will follow your pace
Just do me right woman... please...
I've taken all your wisdom, but my plate is not filled
My spirit is not calm, my soul yet to be thrilled
And my heart has not got enough... I'm still slipping...
So please, do me right woman
Please, do me right woman
Just do me right now