Wicked Soul

You know, I know who I am, its clear
I've been thinking for more than several years
I'm stronger than I've ever been
But I've still got this spot that's thin
All I need is brushes of warmth
A lil' finger caressing my arm
A telling look on a bewitching bluff
A knowing smile and a tender touch

The kind of touch I got from you
On that day the sky and ocean were clear blue
We took a picture and it showed some truth
A small moment and a light touch from you

Don't be rash, Don't be bold
Why be brash, Do as you're told
Damn, I wanna flash this
shtuff in red, hot coal
To expose my wicked soul

I'm tired of being the gazelle at the watering hole
Always under extreme control
Let's be the croc lookin' for blood
Then the warm touch on the bluff will mean more

The kind of touch I got from you
On that day the sky and ocean were clear blue
We took a picture and it showed some truth
A small moment and a light touch from you

Don't be rash, Don't be bold
Why be brash, Do as you're told
Damn, I wanna flash this
shtuff in red, hot coal
To expose,to you, my wicked soul