Shall I find you?
Shall I have you?
Shall I love you?

The Moon in your Hands.
Your Eyes are Stars,
Shining with Delight.
Allright.
Tonight.

Shall I find you?
Shall I have you?
Shall I love you?

Sun inside your Heart.
Your Hair is made of Flames,
Burning my Despair
With Care.
Out There.

I shall find you.
I shall have you.
I shall love you.

Pure in your Soul.
The World in your Mouth,
To spit it into the Crowd.
No Doubt.
It will never be found.