.

I saw the World's Glory

and I felt the World's Wealth

The beauty, a measure, external strength

The kings, the queens and the wise;

Philistines

A girl approached me in the street

She taught me open palms and feet

She begged

to be

Understood

She begged, for nothing more,

Than blood

She wrote the words

On her arm

As I read

Time flew by

We stood put

A hundred years

A hundred more

And for all of this, 

I saw

The greatest joy

was in her palm

Together,

we were warm