What language do you speak? if you speak at all, are you some kind of feat, who lives to raise the ones before? Please can you tell me why, the cat fights the dog? Do you go to the mosque, or the synagog? And if our fates have all been wrapped around your finger and if you wrote the script, then why the trouble-maker?

How do you do? How does it feel to be so high? And are you happy? Do you ever cry? I've made mistakes, well that's ok cause we all have. If I forgive yours, will you forgive mine?

Hey, do you feel our pain and walk in our shoes? Have you ever felt starved or is your belly always full?

How many people die and hurt in your name? Hey, does that make you proud or does it bring you shame?

I'd like to be the kind of dream you'd never share. To be your boss and to be your maid, your shaving cream, your razor blade, the buttons of your shirt, your favourite underwear.

I'd like to be the only thing on Earth that makes you cry, the only thing that makes you happy. Soon you will see that no one else but me can take you this high and soon you'll make your last name mine. Hey you, makin' an offer that. No one could ever refuse. Don't play the adamant. Don't be so arrogant. Can't you see I've fallen for ya?

Hey you, makin' an offer that. No one would dare to refuse. Don't play the adamant. Don't be so arrogant, let me in. Let me be your muse tonight.
Tonight I'd like to be the first white hair upon your head, to be your cherry pie, your daily bread. I'll cook for free, I'll make your bed If I can know the things you've thought and never said.

I'd like to be the owner of the zipper on your jeans and that thing that makes you happy, I'd like to be the beginning, the end and the inbetween. And be your slave, and be your Queen.