What's right and what's wrong
Don't you hold me too tightly to words
As I've rounded them off to the nearest of 10
For I gathered your body
An envious capture, an envious thought
Oh forgive me, oh God
Or forgive me in fortune
Forgive me in feeling it out for myself
As I ought to have feelings for something as great as thou art

Some great wine rose of youth
Your pleasure gives my own heart
Generous portions, wisely
Breaks of my own heart
I felt the arms length while I've gone on my own way

Come serve me, strange waters
Come and obey me, strange waters
Have it your own way

So if you won't hold me
I have no objections
So if you won't please me
I have no commands
So if you don't trust me
It's best if I drown