Take me where the body's gone.
I don't know where I belong.
Take me to the place where you can come.
The root are tearing out of me all of the intimacy,
and now there's nothing left by a memory.
Shape me to your body's form.
In your room behind your door.
I don't need to wait for it anymore.
Your love is pulling out of me all the mediocrity,
and now there's nothing left but a better me.