Off the roads we've traveled on Against the sheen of a Babylon
Taste the tempest of a gathering strong But I found love at the end of the world On the street hot heels of Rome My hour's coming to reconcile with the dawn
But I found love at the end of the world
I've got nothing that belongs to him Ruin pushes rubble in the city of sin But I found love at the end of the world
I was born into your arms Like you're the hills where I belong
Out of that goodnight (I'm on the brink) I was born into your arms (I'm on the brink) You are my country (I'm on the brink) Like the hills where I found Love at the end of the world
I've got nothing that belongs to him Ruin pushes rubble in the city of sin But I found love at the end of the world More from John Mark Mcmillan