Song of Songs Lyrics

Now, there is a voice inside the air
Words come down
They haunt me
Hands move from a small back onto
A collarbone is bending

From the bed at night I called you
All the wrongs went right
We both knew

Should I
Lose my way
Through the streets
Of my city

My soul
Searches everywhere for you
Every close
And alley Garden of my bride
Pomegranate eyes
Blossoms in the vines
My city

Sea salt in the wine
Day breathes in and sighs
Every mountain high
And valley

From the bed at night I called you
All the wrongs went right
I showed you

Show me, show me...