Words, They Climb All Over

In Your Eyes I See The Doorway To A Thousand Churches.

I Hold The Line, The Line Of Strength That Pulls Me From The Fear.

Whistling Tunes We're Kissing Baboons In The Jungle.

To Keeping Silence I Resigned My Friends Would Think I Was A Nut Turning Water Into Wine Open Doors Would Soon Be Shut So I Went From Day To Day Though My Life Was In A Rut 'til I Thought Of What I'd Say Which Connection I Should Cut

I Look At The Time With You To Keep Me Awake And Alive.