Charlotte Martin Language Of God
Ready or not, here it comes,
A pulverizing love
Suddenly filling every void and,
Hidden from all naked eyes now
In every baby and open heart,
The flowers up to the skies,
The purple comets, the orange doves,
And all this lifting me higher
What do you want, how do you plan to sleep now,
What do I want, more of the feeling,
What do you want, how do you plan to dream now,
What do I want, I'm busting the ceilings
We are letters and words,
In the language of God,
And how His heart must burn,
Every time we're lost
We are twists and turns,
In the language of God,
And how His heart must yearn,
Every time I love
Every time I love you,
Every time I love
Unraveling threads of common sense,
And algebra in my head,
Looking at you without a lens is,
Nothing less than the sky splitting open
Give me your kiss, give me your hand,
And get too personal please,
I want you more than to get out alive,
I want to touch your world and you touch back
What do you want, how do you plan to sleep now,
What do I want, more of the feeling,
What do you want, how do you plan to dream now,
What do I want, I'm busting the ceilings
We are letters and words,
In the language of God,
And how His heart must burn,
Every time we're lost
We are twists and turns,
In the language of God,
And how His heart must yearn,
Every time I love
Ready or not, here it comes,
A pulverizing
Ready or not, here it comes,
A pulverizing
We are letters and words,
In the language of God,
And how His heart must burn,
Every time we're lost
We are twists and turns,
In the language of God,
And how His heart must yearn,
Every time I love
Every time I love you,
Every time I love
