I would put my hands into fire to prove my love for you. Driven from midnight's mad desire I can prove that it is true. You laugh at me? Incredulous contempt And perceive me weak in my confession But the wretched anger that you tempt Cannot control, or change obsession. You expose yourself my frightened girl What hides behind movement's scorn? But passion in snow blind swirl Naked, vulnerable to me is borne. Oh, I will kiss you until you're faint My strength, my passion, my love, without restraint.