Urn with Dead Flowers in a Drained Pool

I need
your light
darling
love lies

and if you gave it to me
I’d hold it in the palm of my hand
like a good luck charm or a vice

and I’d reach up like a child to receive it –

and there’s no more sad
there’s no more rain
I’ve got sun on my back
and I’m in love again

take me
inside
your warm
love lie

and if he took me
I’d hold him up to the light
like a god or a good luck charm or a vice

and I’d open up like a child to believe it –

there’s no more sad
there’s no more rain
I’ve got sun on my back
and I’m in love again

but still you can’t give your peace to me