Helpless, I will fall at your feet
Submit, supplicate, entreat
Under the charm of a dream of your arm
Surrounding me
Love conquers all, so I let myself fall
Trusting you'd catch me
Love conquers all, with its beckoning call
Beckoning, & I am reckoning with reality
Love is religion, with no conditions, & capable of godly feats
I will fall at your feet
Because I am powerless against this almighty force
For ages, love has been the source
Of the most potent pleasures, the most potent pains
And so it remains
And I want to make all the lovers across all time envious, envy us
