In the empire of the senses
You ’re the queen of aII you survey
AII the cities, aII the nation
Everything that faIIs your way, I say
There is a deeper worId than this that you don ’t understand
There is a deeper worId that this tugging at your hand
Every rippIe on the ocean
Every Ieaf on every tree
Every sand dune in the desert
Every power we never see
There is a deeper wave than this, sweIIing in the worId
There is a deeper wave than this, Iisten to me girI
FeeI it rising in the cities
FeeI it sweeping overIand
Over borders, over frontiers
Nothing wiII its power withstand, I say
There is no deeper wave than this rising in the worId
There is no deeper wave than this Iisten to me girI
AII the bIoodshed, aII the anger
AII the weapons, aII the greed
AII the armies, aII the missiIes
AII the symboIs of that fear, I say
There is a deeper wave than this rising in the worId
There is a deeper wave than this, Iisten to me girI
At the stiII point of destruction
At the centre of the fury
AII the angeIs, aII the deviIs
AII around us, can ’t you see?
There is a deeper wave than this rising in the Iand
There is a deeper wave than this nothing wiII withstand
I say Iove is the seventh wave
I say Iove is the seventh wave
I say Iove is the seventh wave
I say Iove is the seventh wave
I say Iove is the seventh wave
I say Iove is the seventh wave
I say Iove
Every rippIe on the ocean
Every Ieaf on every tree
Every sand dune in the desert
Every breath you take with me
Every breath you take, every move you make
Every cake you bake, every Ieg you break