Birth-Day (Love Made Real)

This day will go
Don't talk so much

Strap me down from wrist to heel

Wait to meet my love, made real

Shakin' all over like an old sick dog
Wait to meet my love, made real

There's a needle here, needle there, tremble in the fog
This day will go
It's a tight squeeze, vice grip, ice and fire
She's a teacher to the future, don't listen down the hall
One thing I know
Hot little treasure and the wave goes higher

Step through all that's left to feel
One thing I know
You can say your prayer to the head of this bed
When it begins at your knees and goes right to your head
Birth-Day

Wait to meet my love, made real
Strip and find the place to kneel
Birth-Day
Don't move, don't touch

Don't touch, don't talk, crawl the wall