| Moving down the streams of my lifetime
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| Pulls the fascination in my sleeve
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| Cooling off the fire of my longing
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| Boiling off my cold within his heat
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| Melting down the walls of inhibition
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| Evaporating all of my fears
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| Baptizing me into complete submission
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| Dissolving my condition with his tears
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| He’s just like the water
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| I ain’t felt this way in years
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| He’s just like the water
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| I ain’t felt this way in years
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| Coursing through my senses, he’s prevailing
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| Floating through the space of my design
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| Drowning me to find my inside sailing
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| Drinking in the mainstream of mind
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| Filling up the cup of my emotions
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| Spilling over into all I do
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| If I only I could get lost in his ocean
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| Surviving on the thought of loving you
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| He’s just like the water
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| I ain’t felt this way in years
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| He’s just like the water, the water
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| I ain’t felt this way in years
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| Bathing in the fountain of his essence
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| He causes my expression to remain
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| Humbled on a mountain by his presence
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| Washing my intentions with his name
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| Sealing off the floodgates of his passions
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| Saving all his liquid for his own
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| Moisturizing me to satisfaction
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| In my imagination? |
| No no!
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| He’s pouring out his soul to me for hours and hours
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| Drawing out my nature with his hands
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| Yearning I’m so thirsty for his power
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| Burning to be worthy of his land
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| He’s just like the water
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| I ain’t felt this way in years
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| He’s just like the water
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| I ain’t felt this way in years
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| Cleaning me
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| He’s purging me
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| And moving me around
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| He’s bathing me
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| And he’s claiming me
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| And moving me around
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| Around and around and around
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| And around
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| Watching me, claiming me
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| Moving me around
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| He’s purging me
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| He’s been cleaning me
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| And moving me around
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| And around
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| And around
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| Around
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| Around
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| Moving me around |