Fistful of Love

I was lying in my bed last night, staring
at a ceiling full of stars,
when it suddenly hit me
I just had to let you know how I feel

We live together in a photograph of time
and I look into your eyes, and the seas open up to me
and I tell you I love you, and I always will
and I know, you can't tell me
I know, you can't tell

So I'm left to pick up
the hints, the little symbols of your devotion
So I'm left to pick up
the hints, the little symbols of your devotions

And I feel your fist, and I know it's out of love
And I feel the whip, and I know it's out of love
And I feel your burning eyes, oh, burning holes straight through my heart
It's out of love
It's out of love

And I accept, I collect upon my body
the memories of your devotion
And I accept, I collect upon my body
the memories of your devotion

And I feel your fist, and I know it's out of love
And I feel the whip, and I know it's out of love
And I feel your burning eyes, burning holes straight through my heart
It's out of love
It's out of love

Give me a little mysterious love
Give me a fistful of love

Fistful of love

Fist, fist, fist, fistful of love

Go give me a little fist, give me a little fistful of love
Give me, give me, fistful of love
Oh, give me a little, give a little a little...
Give a little bit, a little, a fistful of love

Give me just a little bit, give me just a little bit