Blues Traveler
She Becomes My Way
Tenderly, she renders
And any power in me is left to linger in her gentle raptures
Then subtly surrenders
Devoid the consciousness of cost held hostage to the very heart she captures

And I'm undone
Certainly at her first sigh
And maybe just a little spun
Freshly aware of how my instincts fly

She becomes my way
She becomes my way
She becomes my way
She becomes my way

Her breath upon my skin
And every thought or plan
Or discipline has
Given way to her sensation
Without any giving in
The issue long decided in her eyes that yielded mine and all creation

And I can't hold on
As if my limbs were burned away with fire
'Til I'm all gone
Save my still-remaining infinite desire
She becomes my way
She becomes my way
She becomes my way
She becomes my way

Tenderly, she renders
And I am rendered helpless in the asking of her gaze
Was it the fates who chose to send her
Or an answer for which a lonely heart prays?

She becomes my way
She becomes my way
She becomes my way
She becomes my way