Desire کے بول

I got scars and wounds I got pictures of the sea I got mirrors in the parking lot, of love's mystery I got suntanned legs I got perfumes by the score I got keys that never seem to fit, in loves elusive door. I know desire I'm a personal friend I know desire will be there till the end In the event of aging I stumble across the wisdom That there is an absence of fear, in love's eternal flame So I recognize the soldier protects me from myself I don't really need protection I want it just the same I know desire I'm a personal friend I know desire will be there till the end How can I deny what I want to be? I won't try to be something else How can I deny what comes naturally I won't try to be something else I know desire I'm a personal friend I know desire will be there till the end