This is about a prostitute longing for love
I lay there bare naked in front of your eyes.
And flaws in the light, there is only such perfection.
Perfection is flawed.
I am being skinned by life itself and tossed by the rhythm of each beat
As you stare at me, each eye meeting eyes, i cannot withhold such desire
Yet all I want is to be warmed by your protecting arms
And reassured by lovely words
For that day you have loved me
After that, there were only cold days
Had I need to sell my body for love?