It's so close, I can almost taste it
Not quite there, maybe if I move a bit
Okay never mind, it's farther than I thought
If I take it, you think I'd get caught?
I could move myself a few inches to the right
Move myself just a slight
No one would notice the difference in position
If I pursued this secret mission
I'll stretch my arm out in its direction and look the other way
Hoping no one could see my hand go astray
I'm focused on one thing and one thing only
Something to me that is holy
I long for the satisfaction of an item intangible
Nothing the human soul can handle