Enough To Love

If I could touch with my fumbling hands your scars If I could know in my rebel mind your heart If I could see with my lusting eyes your face If I could taste on my withered tongue sweet grace Would I trust You near enough Would I trust You near enough Would I trust You near enough Enough to die Enough to love If I could hear with two muffled ears your voice If could find in my troubled life true joy If I could feel with numb fingers your spirit If I could drink for my barren soul your tears Would I trust You near enough Would I trust You near enough Enough to die Enough to die Enough to love If I could touch with my trembling hands your scars Would I trust You near enough Would I trust You near enough Would I trust You near enough Enough to die Enough to live Enough to love