Yes, Lord, I am patiently waiting
on ribbed abs
and six pacts of your loving agreement.
Too many hearts were bleeding,
My very own needs exceeding
those which were to be before me.
But now you’ve come along,
heard my song,
and came to my rescue.
Endearment terms can never pay ransom
for how you laid it all down for me.
In your eyes my fire burns with gratitude –
Shed blood, for yours wasn’t the wrongdoing.
It was mine from the very beginning.