Shot of Love

See the bread, see the wine

See the graft into the vine

This is what is to be

It always made sense to meSend us a shot of love

Across the mountain to the sea

From the poles of north and south

Wherever we may beSometimes my cup is empty

My wish that it stay full

'Cause I am always thirsty

I can't get enough of youThere is nowhere else to go

There is nothing else to do

There is nowhere else to turn

The first and last is youOh, I hear the music

Oh, I need a brand new song