[Verse 1]
There's no way to temper your thirst
With lasting impressions or pictures of home
There's no way to grow that don't hurt
She growled from the station, then hung up the phone

[Chorus]
There's no sacred vision like her
No eye-crushing mountain or jewelry to wear
There's no granted wish I prefer
Than she to be with me, for us to be there

[Verse 2]
I'd rather to be all alone
Forgiveness is fickle when trust is a chore
It's not every sin that's atoned
I heard her speak softly then heard her no more

[Chorus]
There's no sacred vision like her
No eye-crushing mountain or jewelry to wear
There's no granted wish I prefer
Then she to be with me, for us to be there