Fistful Of Love

I was lying in my bed last night
Staring at a ceiling full of stars 
When it suddenly hit me 
I just have to let you know how I feel

We live together in a photograph of time 
I look into your eyes 
And the seas open up to me 
I tell you I love you 
And I always will

And I know that you can't tell me 
And I know that you can't tell me 

So I'm left to pick up 
The hints, the little symbols of your devotion 
So I'm left to pick up 
The hints, the little symbols of your devotion 

I feel your fists 
And I know it's out of love 
And I feel the whip 
And I know it's out of love 
I feel your burning eyes burning holes 
Straight through my heart 

It's out of love
It's out of love

I accept and I collect upon my body 
The memories of your devotion 

I accept and I collect upon my body 
The memories of your devotion 

I feel your fists 
And I know it's out of love 
And I feel the whip 
And I know it's out of love 
I feel your burning eyes burning holes 
Straight through my heart 

It's out of love
It's out of love...