Dar-ling, love, lies.

And if you gave it to me,

I'd hold it in the palm of my hand,

like a good luck charm, or a vice.

And I'd, reach up, like a child, to receive it.

There is no more said.

There is no more real.

I've got, sun on my back,

darling, never appeal.

Take, me, inside,

your, warm, love, light.

And if he took me,

I'd hold him up to the light, like a god,

or a good luck charm, or a vice.

And I'd, open up,

like a child, to believe it.

There is no more said.

There is no more real.

got, sun on my back,

darling, never appeal.

No, there is no more said.

There's, there is no more real.

I've got, sun on my back,

darling, never appeal.

Oh, still, you, can, give, your, peace, to, me.