Yours

I whispered it slowly, I shout it out loud I said it though my mouth didn’t make a sound I spelled your name While it sparked a bright flame I liked your name from the begging I saw it while my head was spinning I tasted it and it was salty and sweet I wrote it till I made it bleed I felt it pumping in my veins I screamed it in trains and planes I feel like I can’t get enough of it, How I can’t get enough of you And saying it while I lay on the ground It’s somewhere between a prayer and a shout It’s always on my lips And I love to get it out.