Terence Trent D'arby Sweetness
Sing your magic spell Into my ears Place a blissful sigh Into my tears
Cradle my forgiveness Judging that I'm half a man If it were not for your sweetness I would not know who I am
Take your magic broom And sweep my heart Rescue Cupid's arrow From broken hearts
Reaching for completeness Digging deep into the sand If it were not for your sweetness I would not know who I am
I find a shelter in your wings I find my self-remembering That I'm in a dream
Blow your moonlit trumpet And sound my tone Sing to me your silence And call me home
I'm not full of answers Though I pretend that I am If it were not for your sweetness I would not know who I am