I whispered it slowly,
I shout it out loud
Even when my mouth didn’t make a sound
I spelled your name,
Painted in an orange flame
I saw it while my head was spinning
I liked it from the beginning
I tasted it and it was salty and sweet
I wrote it till I made the words bleed
I felt it pumping in my veins
I screamed it while laughing
On the streets, in trains and planes
And saying it while I lay on the ground
It’s somewhere between a prayer and a shout
A feeling of lost and found
Delirious sound
It’s like I can’t get enough of it
I’ll say it one more round just a bit.