One thing I want from you

There's only one thing I want from you And I wish that I knew what it was There's a hole in my heart Where St. Peter once slept There's a ghost in my bed I keep thinking about All the reasons I have For denying and fearing my death I can be so damn sure I can know what is right Then, that terrible fright When my chest it caves in I'm feeling so empty inside There's only one thing There's only one thing I want from you And it's right on the tip of my tongue An empty cup brought to my lips to drink Everything blurred and kind of indistinct Looking for solid ground to place my feet Still here waiting for the extra Feeling off shore. Feeling off shore Through a locked door. Through a locked door