Come worship at my Temple.
Come be my Hero and I will be your Queen.
Let us hold each other close and dance through the bitter and the sweet.
Together we will heal the wounded dove and fill our cups full of timeless love.
Come worship at my Temple, where the milk and honey are sweet.
Let down your charade and come dance in my parade.
Together we will never miss a beat.
Come lover, come worship at my Temple.