I got a dusty pile of books that ain't been read
Good intentions to learn, but my intellect ain't been fed
I could be sitting and breathing and listening to the sound of the rain
But I'm lonely and craving and restless and calling your name
Cos I'm a spiritual junkie and I can't let go
To a feeling that grips me when you put your spirit in my soul
I'm a spiritual junkie and I'm losing control
I will drink all the spirits that sit on your shelf if you leave me alone
I got a rusty old chain and I can't change gear
Old habits are hard to break when you're running on fear
My inner voice of reason knows what to do
Quit drinking, quit smoking that green and quit crushing on you
If your spirit's my saviour, temptation's my sin
When I'm older and wiser, I'll stop drinking gin
But here in the present, I'm weak in the knees
My lust keeps on rising like it's a river that wants to break free
I've been searching deep down in my heart for some reason to live
Some meaning, some purpose, some God, some religion that fits
But I think I'm hardwired to ideas set by movies and books
I'm drawn towards falling in love and parties and drugs
I'm drinking the altar wine
And my sacrament's clear
When I lay down beside you
There are no frontiers
Your body's my temple and I'm hooked on your skin
I take holy communion with deep, divine love when your arms pull me in
Cos I'm a spiritual junkie and I can't let go
To a feeling that grips me when you put your spirit in my soul
I'm a spiritual junkie and I'm losing control
I will drink all the spirits that sit on your shelf if you leave me alone