From the recording Out of the Doghouse (Infinite)
Lyrics
I inquest by way of gentle caress and you're real...
I lay wonder of ur majesty doubting even my touch, and the majesty I feel...
You are the rising of all that I know you gentle thief, it's my heart that u steal.
Sitting here amongst the majesty of Creation you still...
Sit gentle on my chest, baby I inquest and I know you're real. But with my fingers I impress in the middle of my chest you lay softly, softly...
Making sure that hear the things I hold dear... to me... whoa, whoa [that's you] ...Silly.
Je me demande par la douce caresse et tu es réel ...
Je me suis émerveillé de votre majesté doutant même de mon toucher et de la majesté que je ressens ...
Tu es la montée de tout ce que je connais ton voleur doux, c'est mon cœur que tu vole.
Assis ici parmi la majesté de la création, vous êtes toujours ...
Gentle on my chest, baby I inquest and I know you're real. But with my fingers I impress in the middle of my chest you lay softly, softly...
Making sure that hear the things I hold dear... to me... whoa, whoa
Gentle on my chest, baby I inquest and I know you're real. And with my fingers I impress in the middle of my chest you lay softly, softly...
Making sure that hear the things I hold dear... to me... whoa, whoa [that's you] Silly. Whoa whoa It's still you... ... ....
...Silly