If I could make a wish, I think I’d pass.
Can’t think of anything I need.
No cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no sound.
Nothing to eat, no books to read.
Makin’ love with you, has left me peaceful warm an’ tired.
What more could I ask? There’’s nothing left to be desired.

Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak.
So sleep, silent angel: go to sleep.

Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe,
And to love you.
All I need is the air that I breathe,
Just to love you.
All I need is the air that I breathe.