Case of you

I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the Devil
and I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid.

I remember the time you told me,
you said "Love is touching souls",
Surely you touched mine
Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time.

You are in my soul
You're my holy wine
You're so bitter,
and so sweet.
I could drink a case of you, darling,
and I would still be on my feet.

Joni Mitchell