written by Marc Cohn
in times of meditation
I can hear the sweetest voice
sounding out across the distance
breaking through the noise
then there comes a vision
and then a touch so tender
no more indecision
I surrender
I try and keep my heart protected
I try and keep my cool
but just as I suspected
I don’t make the rules
I’m giving myself over
no more great pretender
I wanna be your lover
I surrender
I surrender
I surrender
I’m giving myself over
no more great pretender
I wanna be your lover
I surrender
I surrender
I surrender
I surrender
I surrender