We're creatures of desire Bound up in flesh and earth; We long for something more, But feel the lack, the dearth. These sacred hearts, so frail, Are ours guard from birth, Yet we give them away Before we know Their worth

We're creatures of desire Bound up in flesh and earth; We long for something more, But feel the lack, the dearth. These sacred hearts, so frail, Are ours guard from birth, Yet we give them away Before we know Their worth