This day will go
This day will go
Strap me down from wrist to heel
She's a teacher to the future, don't listen down the hall
Birth-Day
Step through all that's left to feel
Strip and find the place to kneel
One thing I know
There's a needle here, needle there, tremble in the fog
Wait to meet my love, made real
Don't move, don't touch
Hot little treasure and the wave goes higher
It's a tight squeeze, vice grip, ice and fire
Wait to meet my love, made real
Shakin' all over like an old sick dog
One thing I know
You can say your prayer to the head of this bed
Birth-Day
Wait to meet my love, made real
Don't talk so much
Don't touch, don't talk, crawl the wall
When it begins at your knees and goes right to your head
