This is how we mulitply  Pity that it's not my wife  The friction and skin  The trembling sigh  This is how bodies move  With everything we could lose  Pushing us deeper still  The sheets and the sweat  The seed and the spill  The bitter pill yet undiscovered    Gideon is in the drawer  Clothes scattered on the floor  She's arching her back  She screams for more    Oh, my sweet rapture  I hear Jesus  Calling me home    Finally a chance to breathe  Reaching for the the fallen sheets  Collapsing in a glowing heap  We've gone too far  We've done too much  We have to quit it  Just one more kiss  Just one more touch  Please ten more minutes    This feels so good  Just barely moving  The tensiojn building  Our bodies working  To reach the goal    Oh, my sweet rapture  I hear Jesus and the angels singing  Halleluiah  Calling me to enter the promised land