My soul is useless without you.

~

I'd walk through hell for you.
Let it burn right through my shoes.
These soles are useless without you.
Through hell for you,
Let the torturing ensue.
My soul is useless without you.

And if they sent a whirlwind,
I'd hug it like a harmless little tree.
Or an earthquake, I'd calm it,
And I'd bring you back to me,
And I'd hold you In my weak arms like a first born.

I'd walk through hell for you.
Let it burn right through my shoes.
These soles are useless without you.
Through hell for you,
Let the torturing ensue.
My soul is useless without you.
~