I'm not trying to

Go to bed with you

I just wanna make out in my car

And though I'm dying to

Fall in love with you

I just wanna make out in my car

Love come to me

Sprouting like the living tree

Splendid in the stream of living water

Driven like the sun

Commissioned by the Holy One

Illuminating peace above the altar

I'm not trying to

Go to bed with you

I just wanna make out in my car

And though I'm dying to

Fall in love with you

I just wanna make out in my car

Love come to me

Empowered by the living dream

Sacred as the sign of our sensation

Burning like the sun

Considered by the Holy One

Glorious in the feast of our creation

I'm not trying to (I'm not trying to)

Go to bed with you

I just wanna make out in my car

And though I'm dying to (though I'm dying to)

Fall in love with you

I just wanna make out in my car

I just wanna make out in my car