Oh well, faith is my brand new story It's been a long fight, my heart went right out Oh, won't bore you any more Love wasn't my feeling, my type or my kind Now being good to you is all that's on my mind
And if we make it then we'll be just fine Maybe you'll be yours and I'll be mine
Oh, you know the devil's always prying Now being good to you is all that's on my mind
Yes, your mind gets like a villain, make you splinter Sing your heart off walking through some long Russian winter Crying at the sad stories in the paper and on the news Then I gather up the scattered blessings to bring them back to you
And if we make it then we'll be just fine Be the first I've known in a long, long time Told my sad story to anyone who'd listen Now I'm in your heart, talking like Ian Dury, I'll be blissin'
Praise be the hands that brought this to work now You took my hand, yes, that came first
I'm full of song, unrehearsed Go on and turn it up, turn it on, turn it over
Praise be the hands that brought this to work now
Sing a song that's true, bring it back to you Just sing a song it's true, bring it back to you Sing a song, its you, bring it back to you Let's sing a song that's true