All of Me Wants All of You - Sufjan Stevens

I love the looks of you, the lure of you The sweet of you, and the pure of you The eyes, the arms, and the mouth of you The east, west, north, and the south of you I'd love to gain complete control of you Handle even the heart and soul of you Love at least a small percent of me, do Because I love all of you I love the looks of you, the lure of you The sweet of you, and the pure of you The eyes, arms, and the mouth of you The east, west, north, and the south of you I'd love to gain complete control of you And handle even the heart and soul of you Love at least a small percent of me, do Because I, I love all of you

Blow your smoke to fog up the mirror Write our name in hearts, baby, I can see That you're into me I need your touch, yeah, I need your fever Take my broken heart, take all of me Take all of me Yeah, take it all, ain't no way I could break it off Girl, is you really down to pay the cost? Reverse the role and you could play the boss Already knowin' my, already knowin' my vision is faded I try to evade it, but can't I know you far from a saint, but I keep lying to me 'Cause I been dying to meet And it feel like I follow you out in the street And I promise you all that I know Every way that my mind goes Elevated, heart strong, but my head faded Way back when we first dated, I'm gone now Had to go 'cause I'm on now When my intuition got me in a mission We see eye to eye, but you ain't in my vision Oh no, I said, oh no Back in the day, I used to say A girl like you, I used to pray for days for Now I'm out here like way more What the fuck would I stay for? Why the fuck would I pay for Somethin' that's just gonna kill me? Nikki, I'm still me, but I'm just better It's been six months since we touched last But I grow fast with this letter And I swear to God that I'm better Blow your smoke to fog up the mirror Write our name in hearts, baby, I can see That you're into me I need your touch, yeah, I need your fever Take my broken parts, take all of me Take all of me Blow your smoke to fog up the mirror Write our name in hearts, baby, I can see That you're into me I need your touch, I need your fever Take my broken parts, take all of me Take all of me Take all of me, take all of me Take all of me, take all of me

It is the end of all hope To lose the child, the faith To end all the innocence To be someone like me This is the birth of all hope To have what I once had This life unforgiven It will end with birth Good evening to you, Buenos Aires! No will to wake for this morn To see another black rose born Deathbed's only covered with snow Angels, they fell first but I'm still here Alone as they are drawing near In heaven my masterpiece will finally be sung It is the end of all hope To lose the child, the faith To end all the innocence To be someone like me Wounded is the deer that leaps highest And my wound it cuts so deep Turn off the light and let me pull the plug It is the end of all hope To lose the child, the faith To end all the innocence To be someone like me This is the birth of all hope To have what I once had This life unforgiven It will end with birth Mandylion without a face Deathwish without a prayer End of hope End of love End of time, the rest is silence Mandylion without a face Deathwish without a prayer End of hope End of love End of time, the rest is silence It is the end of all hope To lose the child, the faith To end all the innocence To be someone like me This is the end of all hope To have what I once had It is the end of all hope To lose the child, the faith To end all the innocence To be someone like me It is the end of all hope To lose the child, the faith End of all hope Muchas gracias!

Proclaim Your awesome power Tell of mighty deeds Declare Your future kingdom Of everlasting peace And my eyes they look unto You always And I am captured by Your majesty All of my days I will sing of Your greatness All of my days I will speak of Your grace All of my days I will tell of Your wondrous love Your love in my life, Your love All Your works will praise You Your children bless Your name We speak of all Your goodness We walk in fields of grace And my eyes, they look unto You always And I am captured by Your majesty All of my days I will sing of Your greatness (sing of Your greatness) All of my days I will speak of Your grace All of my days I will tell of Your wondrous love Your love in my life, Your love (all of my days) All of my days I will sing of Your greatness All of my days I will speak of Your grace All of my days I will tell of Your wondrous love Your love in my life, Your love We will sing of Your goodness, my Father We exalt You Jesus Jesus And my eyes, they look unto You always And I am captured by Your majesty And my eyes, they look unto You always And I am captured by Your majesty All of my days I will sing of Your greatness All of my days I will speak of Your grace All of my days I will tell of Your wondrous love Your love in my life, Your love All of my days I will sing of Your greatness All of my days I will speak of Your grace All of my days I will tell of Your wondrous love Your love in my life, Your love Your love in my life, Your love Your love in my life, Your love Your love in my life, Your love Hallelujah, yeah My days, yes

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour