Take me to the desert
Where there´s got to be
A whole heap of nothing
For you and me
Take me to the desert
Take me to the sand
Show me the colour of your right hand.

Love is a temple
Love is a shrine
Buy some love at the five and dime
A little bit of love
From the counter store
Get it on credit if you need some more.
I´ll the figure of your disgrace
A criss cross pattern upon your face
A woman´s just too tired to think
About the dirty old dishes in the kitchen sink.

I wish I was invisible
So I could climb through the telephone
When it hurts my ear
And it hurts my brain
And it makes me feel too much
Too much too much too much.
Don´t cut me down
When I´m talking to you
´Cause I´m much too tall
To feel that small.

Love is a temple
Love is a shrine
Love is pure
And love is blind
Love is a religious sign
I´m gonna leave this love behind.
Love is hot and love is cold
I´ve been bought and I´ve been sold
Love is rock and love is roll
I just want someone to hold.