When my worries were shoelaces and bed times
and my joys as simple as the backseat window skyline
Your energy colored me within and beyond my outline
I was simple I, w/out matter in mind
I want Your energy
its on the tip of my tongue
no, no not past my nose but deep within my lungs
It's at my fingertips, but I need it running with my blood
I want Your energy
I want my love
But then I grew up, grew out of my skin,
the mind was the matter, and ignorance was bliss
So i kissed all the bottles, and battles with hope goodbye
and I was paltry I, with only matter in mind
I want Your energy
its on the tip of my tongue
no, no not past my nose but deep within my lungs
It's at my fingertips, but I need it running with my blood
I want Your energy
I want my love
no mind, no matter, just love