Dis-missile

Playing God
My arms are limp in you It's your arms and the way that you move When I'm hungry to see the things you see And I'm wanting to be your anything Where calloused hands meet calloused hearts I'll fall upon my knees I'll give you everything And maybe I could be the smallest part of your perfect world And I'd be everything in the smallest part of your perfect world Seduction of my senses sees If it's not one thing, it must be you And if my light is not the light it brings Then I could change it all for you What if this is as good as it gets (and what if I want more) (?) From Letras Mania