I was waiting for the man with the thing
To show me how to better do it and
I was waiting for the other shoe to drop,
Or at least for one that fits.
I was waiting for love and forgiveness
When there was nothing left to forgive.
I was running out of dreams,
Running out of bliss.
Now I give myself, I give myself, I give myself, I give myself
It was a tinny little locked up space in there,
Somewhere in the darkness between the anger and fear.
I was waiting for the wonder, the one
Like waiting for the sun, the sun
For a stubborn, dark and merciless god to come, come, cooooooome
Now I give myself, I give myself, I give myself, I give myself...
Now I give myself, I give myself, I give myself, I give myself.....
Peeeeeeeeeeermission, Permission to lift, permission to fly
Peeeeeeeeeeermission, Permission to lift, permission to fly
I can look true the eye and my love as the sky and
I can be the one shinning brightly as the sun
Once I give myself, (I give to myself?), I give myself, (I give to myself?), I give myself, I give myself
I give myself, I give myself, I give myself, I give myself,
Now I give myself, I give myself, I give myself, I give myself.
