Sometimes I'm jelous of your bed
For it can hold you close at night
Then I get jealous of the skies
That make sure that you are alright
I'm jealous of the burning sun
it gets the chance to light your way
And I am jealous of the paths
That have you walking through their ways.

I'm diving into your existence
Smelling the sweet scent of your skin
Crashing against your waves of lust
Soaking the pleasure of this sin
They tried to hide you far away
But I walked through the walls of steel
Each morning joy flows right through me
Just from realizing you are real.