Waiting on your touch again
To breath with you; feel whole again
But I know inside I wait for truth
The trees, they sway just like me
There's no way to guarantee
My faith with make it out unscathed
Lord, its all a drug I need
A sense; your love for me
O' it's for me
What's my faith if this it?
A sense I chase; a high I crave
I wait for a sign from you
Lord, its all a drug I need
A sense; your love for me
If sand is where I build my own
Then what is my love?
What Is My Love?
If sand is where I build my own
Then what is my love?