If I'm being close to you
I feel angels passing thru
Watching closely over you,
And blessing me too.

And you have this kind of power
Just by being one white flower
In a garden filled with poppy,
All in red and very dirty.

I submit under your power
Giving up any desire,
Knowing you're the only fire
It will leave my soul entire.

And if it weren't for you,
I would have nothing to do
In this world of false desire,
Meaningless, and cold, and tired.