Bedroom Shrine - Marc Almond

I’m praying at my bedroom shrine

Saying the words to make you mine

All the candles and the flowers

To brighten up my lonely hours

Wishing you were in my arms

Instead of only in my head

Praying at my bedroom shrine

Looking at a photograph

And crying to myself

I’m lying to myself

That you and me Could ever be Intimately together.

I’m praying at my bedroom shrine

On my knees waiting for a sign

All the incense and the charms

Are going to bring you into my arms

I’m closing my eyes

For a soul that cries

Praying at my bedroom shrine

Looking at your photograph

And crying to myself

That you and me Could ever be Intimately together

I gave my soul

I gave my blood

At the alter to Obsessive love

I’m under your spell

In a love from Hell

Who can tell

Where this will end

My bedroom shrine

Waiting for a sign

I’m calling down the gods

For love against the odds

My bedroom shrine

Pretending that your mine

I’ve an effigy of you

To keep me through the night

Will you ever know

This yearning in my soul

Will you ever know

Just how it feels to die inside

In my lonely room

With my empty bed

Wishing you were here

Instead of in my head