I feel like a sinner lusting for you,
Honey in your eyes, light from your mouth,
Here I was, a shrew
Softened like a butter biscuit in the South
Rising to your calling, a beckoning
I tried to ignore the tugging,
Oh my love! Is this a reckoning?
Dear lord, what is the weight I am lugging
Affection, like a pillow heavy as stone
I can bear the weight no more
Shouting your name in a reverent tone
The muscles in my heart have become sore
I am saved, a religion of you I say
Close your eyes, bow your head and pray.