Why are you scared to dream of god when it's salvation that you want

I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers/ And laid entwined together in a bed of clover/ Left there to sleep/ Left there to dream of happiness

I like to feel the burn of the audience's eyes when I'm whispering all my darkest secrets into the microphone

Cause I swear that I'm dying, slowly but its happining

I came upon a doctor who appeared in quite poor health. I said, 'There's nothing that I can do for you that you can't do for yourself.' He said, 'Oh yes you can. Just hold my hand. I think that that would help.' So I sat with him a while then I asked him how he felt. He said, 'I think I'm cured