Que Se Junten Nuestros Brazos

May my arms go with you,
may yours come with me,
to see each other face to face
and join our wounded lips
and tell you a thousand secret things,
that your own ears don't hear.

I want to see those beautiful eyes
and end this great temptation
and bite those precious lips
and feel the emotion in my chest
that your hand squeezes me tight
so you can feel my heart
Let our arms come together for God
and let them become pieces of love
may my soul go with you
your heart is with me
let them criticize, let them talk, let them shout
you and I will always be right.