Helpless In Your Hands

Helpless In Your Hands
(Margaret Parke)

I know the way your hands will feel,
I know the way your touch could heal
the burning fire in my soul.
I don't know how I know.

I know the way your lips will taste,
I know the form your mouth will make
when you exhale a pleasured sigh.
I don't know how or why.

In gentle sleep you walk my dreams.
When I awake I still can
feel your presence in my mind.

I know, if once you touch me,
I'll be helpless in your hands.
I know, if once you hold me,
I'll be helpless in your hands.
I'll only want more,
I'll only want more.
                                                           
I know how it would feel to be as
one with you inside of me,          
listening to your ragged breath,
feeling you within my depths.

Even though I know the pain
it would cause, I'd take the blame if
I could know for this one night
your emotions ran as mine.

Deep in the night my senses flow.
My body feels no shame and
in my dream I cry you name.

I know, if once you touch me,
I'll be helpless in your hands.
I know, if once you hold me,
I'll be helpless in you hands.
I'll only want more.
I'll only want more.

I know that you'll be bad for me,
break my heart and make me plead for
just another night with you.
You’ll take my pride away with you.

A voice invades my waking dreams.
A child who wears your face cry's for his mother.
It's not me.

I know if once you touch me,
I'll be helpless in your hands.
I know, if once you hold me,
I'll be helpless in your hands.
I'll only want more.
I'll only want more.