Mojo Pin en Whitley

Lying in my bed,
blanket is warm,
This body will never be safe from harm.
I still feel your hair like ribbons of coal,
Touch my skin to keep me whole.

If only you'd come back to me,
if you laid at my side,
I wouldn't need no mojo pin,
To keep me satisfied.

Precious, Precious silver and gold,
and pearls in oysters flesh,
Drop down we two to serve and pray to love.

Born again from the rhythm,
Screaming down from heaven,
Ageless, ageless, when I'm there in your arms.

The whelts of your scorn, my love,
give me more,
Send whips of opinion down my back,
give me more,
It's you I've waited my life to see,
Oh It's you, it's you, it's you, it's you... (etc)