Fights Without Fears Within

Drink of Love

The drink of love will never run dry

If it runs like the wind

And you are the juniper fruit

That flavors the vodka to gin...love

I've been here for a time or two

If your tires are the rubber than these drinks are glue

What you do to me is what I do to you

Oh how we twist the golden rule

I want to drink your love

Oh won't you fill my glass

I'll sip from the top tiptoe to the bottom

And hope this buzz will last

I want to rock your world

And roll to the jukebox sound

You're good to the last drop, you know I can't stop

Begging for another round...

Of your love

To drink it up

I want it all

But cannot get enough

Of your love

Sweet, sweet, smooth and rough

Give me a shot

Or call my bluff

This drink of love

Oh how it moves my blood

What do words prove

If they are nowhere near good enough

The drink, drink, drink, the drink of love

I sink, sink, sink, sink, to the bottom