Body is walking but soul is gone.
You can touch and kiss.
Surely something you will miss.
Body is walking but soul is gone.
Soul is gone, lips are talking.
You can come and hear
But surely you will miss something near.
Soul is gone, lips are talking.
Like Jocasta and Oedipus Rex
You may have wild love and sex
But surely you will miss something dear.
Body is walking but soul is gone.
