Из альбома: Liebling
Waiting for a sign, a touch of your grace
To Carry Me Home, under these waves… I'm slipping…
Crying like a child for the day to begin, to follow
Your breeze, hunted by your skin… I'm slipping
So please… do me right woman…
Cause I'm hanging by a thread, far from divine
Wish I could flourish and speed up the time… I'm slipping… I'm sliding down
So please… do me right woman
Just please… do me right woman, do me right woman enter my space…
Fragile and pure… I will follow your pace
Just do me right woman.. please…
I've taken all your wisdom, but my plate is not filled
My spirit is not calm, my soul yet to be thrilled
And my heart has not got enough… I'm still slipping…
So please… do me right woman
Please do me right woman… just do me right now