Faith.

If words are all I should possess 
They shall be the tool
I use to present that small caress 
Into the mind it's directed to
Should words be all I hold dear
For you I would trade them all
If only to hear your voice 
If only to have you call
Or whisper my name 
Which would move my very soul 
To the heavens, my name
I would wait for all
Eternity
Until all earthly joys fade 
Into old age and memory
When at last you would come
To speak my name and release me

From earthly bondage