Whoever you are come forth Come forth These are the days that must happen to you Come forth
I am a spirit Up above your head Though I rest in you As though you were a bed In a molecular world In an electric state I sing the praise of angels And I sit and wait for you
Baby, baby, baby Succumb to me Baby, baby, baby Succumb to me
Give me your tears I'll keep them in a glass I'll store them with the treasures That I've amassed Give me your ears I have secrets to tell I will make you hear the delicate bell All around you
Baby, baby, baby Succumb to me Baby, baby, baby Succumb to me
Give me your anger And I'll soften the tone I am the kiss that grows Where love is shown I am the mirror That reflects your flickering flame So follow me through your mirror frame
Baby, baby, baby Succumb to me Baby, baby, baby Succumb to me These are the days that must happen to you Whoever you are come forth
I have not revealed myself to you To be another statistic I have come to you to be my mystic
Baby, baby, baby Succumb to me Baby, baby, baby Succumb to me Baby, baby, baby Succumb to me Baby, baby, baby Succumb to me
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