A woman’s work;
A woman’s prerogative
A woman’s time to embrace
She must put herself first

A woman’s touch;
A sacred geometry
I know where you start, where you end
How to please, how to curse

Yes, I heard you needed me
Yes, I’m here to open you
Yes, I know that your heart is blue (so cold)

I flee before the fire
True as Mary Magdalene
Creature of desire
Come just a little bit closer to me
Step just a little bit closer to me
I can lift you higher
I’d do it like Mary Magdalene
I want you to say I-
Come just a little bit closer till we collide

A woman’s hands;
So dark and provocative
A nurturing breathe that could stroke
Your divine confidence
A woman’s war;
Unoccupied history
True nature won’t search to destroy
If it doesn’t make sense

Ooh you didn’t hear me now
Ooh you didn’t hear me when I told you
Ooh you didn’t hear me now