Sent from God A holy visit I wake up in the night "What is it?" I'm startled and I'm cold And I believe I have problems in my dreams I feel like I'm the only one Who can carry your disease In my head you are suffering In my head you are He brings me flowers that are gold And honey from the bees He places a blossom in my hair And undresses me He tells me that I'm the only one That can carry his disease I'm made to be an animal by his love And to bear his baby In my head you are suffering In my head you are