In a heart, there’s one
Fighting through the riot
In a heart that’s gone
No-one hears their plight
In a heart that’s ready
Well, read on, read on
To the core, and the seed
ready to meet your every need
There you will find wonders
of the stillest kind
In the order of lust
Break a while, adjust
and the wonder repeat
In a spiral of loveliness
In the end, you will see
He is simply meant for me
by Andrew Watkins
Material things get the better of us 