yours

• you, with your hand outstretched
  finger on the key
  this lock that you release
  is opening but isn't free
  and i hope that you can see
  how it beats inside of me
  instead of pushing fear aside
  i want to run i want to hide
  i am vulnerably yours
  
  she, who is wanting me
  whose touch can make me cry
  i can only understand
  by never asking her why
  hear the contradictions fly
  and as hard as i may try
  every truth becomes a lie
  in the ache of her reply
  i am passionately...
  
  yours
  and the saddest eyes are
  yours
  and the softest skin is
  yours
  and the hope i borrow is
  yours
  so won't you let me in i'm yours
  all that i begin is yours
  every prize i win is yours
  at your feet again i'm yours
  all i am is yours
  
  all i am is wanting you
  i've fallen down and i can't seem to come to
  if i should die before i wake
  i commend my soul into this ache
  up above the world so high
  where the water tends to meet the sky
  she's all i'm after by the toe
  and i won't let go...
  and i wanted you to know
  that if you reap what you would sew
  i would take it blow by blow
  all i am is...
  
  yours
  and the saddest eyes are
  yours
  and the softest skin is
  yours
  and the hope i borrow is
  yours
  so won't you let me in i'm yours
  all that i begin is yours
  every prize i win is yours
  at your feet again i'm yours
  all i am is yours
  yours