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Waiting for a sign, a touch of your grace To carry me home, under these waves… I'm slipping… Crying like a child for the day to begin, to follow your breeze, hunted by your skin… I'm slipping So please… do me right woman… Cause I'm hanging by a thread, far from divine Wish I could flourish and speed up the time I'm slipping… I'm sliding down So please… do me right woman Just please… do me right woman, do me right woman enter my space… Fragile and pure… I will follow your pace Just do me right woman.. please… I've taken all your wisdom, but my plate is not filled my spirit is not calm, my soul yet to be thrilled And my heart has not got enough… I'm still slipping… So please… do me right woman Please do me right woman… Just do me right now