Hymns

I have a nasty habit
wanting what I'll never have
failing to recognize the things I do
I know sometimes it seems like I'm
a thousand miles south
inside my head so far away from you

and yes my mind is in the breeze
as it turns into wind
I am like a kite but you can
bring me down to earth again
you are my pied piper
and I'll follow where you go
wherever you are baby
is the place I'll call my home

you are writing music now
these words will fall in place
when you listen to our song
a smile will cross your face
I will be your melody
if you will be my rhythm
hedonistic love songs
are the hymns of our religion

there's no warmth like that which comes
from you sleeping beside me
there's no pleasure like the kind
that you put inside me
you're the only person that
I want to spend my time with
you're the only word that I
will ever want to rhyme with

years are passing quicker now
than every day before you
seasons changing endlessly
all that we have gone through
times aren't ever easy here
every day's a struggle
but getting through it all with you
makes it worth the trouble

you're writing music now
these words will fall in place
so when you listen to our song
a smile will cross your face
I'll be your melody
if you will be my rhythm
hedonistic love songs are
the hymns of our religion