Bone In My Ear

There's a bone in my ear
 Keeps singing your name
 Sometimes it's like pleasure
 Sometimes it's like pain
 It's a small voice and quiet
 But I hear it plain
 There's a bone in my ear
 Keeps singing your name
 In my heart there's a an image
 Like looking through glass
 Could be looking at me
 Could be looking right past
 I don't like it when
 I can't tell which is true
 But I wouldn't trade the world
 For that picture of you
 Moon in the water
 Cold light in the streets
 Warmth in your fingers
 Sweat in your sheets
 Laid out like an offering
 Where two currents meet
 The river is dark
 But the water is sweet
 Wailing on the mountain
 Smoke on the wind
 Can't drown out the whisper
 Or the scent of your skin
 Don't know where it came from
 But I know where it came
 There's a bone in my ear
 Keeps singing your name