Song of Solomon Lyrics

I need the desert like I need the rain
Where from the desert I am leaning on my beloved
And we are leaping over mountains
Because these mountains are mine
They are mine

You are a love jealous as the grave
Your love is a jealous flame
You are a flame of the brightest color
This is jealousy
It is a husband's fury

Well who is this?
She is leaning on her beloved and they are leaping over mountains
With a broken and a contrite heart
How can the Father deny?
Oh, if you could show us just a glimpse of this flame
This jealous flame