Come On Get Higher

I miss the sound of your voice
And I miss the rush of your skin
And I miss the still of the silence
As you breathe out and I breathe in

If I could walk on water
If I could tell you what's next
make you believe, make you forget

So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire and the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard and drown me in love

I miss the sound of your voice
The loudest thing in my head
And I ache to remember
All the violent, sweet perfect words that you said

I miss the pull of your heart
I taste the sparks on your tongue
I see angels and devils
And God, when you come on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

So wrong, so wrong,
so right
So come on, get higher
Come on, get higher
'Cause everything works, love
Everything works in your arms

~As sung by Matt Nathanson