My soul, it aches, consumed by love,
By you, my spirit is consumed.
My soul, it aches, consumed by love,
By you, my spirit is consumed.
The heart, a wanderer, through streets unknown,
The heart, a wanderer, searching, alone,
Without you, these eyes, they weep and yearn,
My soul, it aches, consumed by love.
My soul, it aches, consumed by love,
My soul, it aches, consumed by love,
By you, my spirit is consumed.
Come, my beloved, to my soul's own space,
My heart, it craves your trace, your embrace.
My soul, it aches, consumed by love,
My soul, it aches, consumed by love,
My soul, it aches, consumed by love,
By you, my spirit is consumed.
The heart, a wanderer, through streets unknown,
The heart, a wanderer, searching, alone,
Without you, these eyes, they weep and yearn,
My soul, it aches, consumed by love.
My soul, it aches, consumed by love,
My soul, it aches, consumed by love,
By you, my spirit is consumed.
To you, I yield all that I hold,
What burden, then, does my being unfold?
Nothing is mine, all belongs to you,
In all that is, your truth shines through.
Without you, my heart, a deer in flight,
A maddened wind, lost in the night.
Consumed by love, my soul now sighs,
My soul, it aches, consumed by love.
My soul, it aches, consumed by love,
My soul, it aches, consumed by love,
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