Mark Chapman - Desire - ноты, текст песни (слова)

Bright eyes, sweet lips, with many fevers fill
 The young blood, running wildly, as it must;
 But lips and eyes beget a strange distrust.
 Electric fingers send the sudden thrill
 Through senses unsubservient to the will;
 The flames die down, and leave a dim disgust;
 Unfragrant kisses turn to drouth and dust;
 I kiss; I feast; but I am hungry still.
 
 O woman, woman, passionate but strong!
 True to thy love as needle to the pole-
 True to the truth, and not alone to me-
 O mate and friend, elusive in the throng,
 With thy clear brows, thy straight and upright soul,
 Nameless-unknown-my hunger is for thee!