You said you'd kissed the
Foot of the saviour
Felt his confession in your sleep
Well I'll be your saviour
If you'll do me the favour
And if you want I'll bathe you in the blood of the lamb, the lamb, the lamb
I love you
You truly ought to know
And even if I am thinking of you
I won't let it show
When you're like this
You could be thinking anything at all
And when you're like this
I might as well be talking to
I might as well be talking to a wall
I love you
You truly ought to know
And even if I am thinking of you
You'll never know
There's no
Stone
Stick
Bone
Name thrown
Swear to God
I'll be to you, be to you, be to you, be to you"¦
I'll be to you, I'll be to, I'll be to you
I love you
And even if I am thinking of you
You'll never ever ever ever ever know
It's too late for you to go
There's no storm
Cold
Rhyme
Dice
Race
For this
Time will
Run out
Gold six
You true