Who are you holding tonight? Who is in your bed?
Do you like the things she doing to you? Who's in your head?
Who's body are you tasting? Does she play my part?
She will give you her body, but you pay for her heart.
And do you think of me, boy, do I cross your mind?
Lust in hand, am I on your mind?
Head thrown back, is that desire for me?
And your soul? Or is he still free?
Who's your pillow tonight? Who's tender breast?
Can you sleep for your unrest?
do you look at the stars tonight, as I,
and wonder of me, as I-
have of you?
Yes, the truth, my truth.
Our truth.
27 April 2000,
