Have I surrendered to the will of God;
Or am I still acting like the boss?
Wallflower, wallflower;
Take a chance on me.;
Please let me ride you home.
At dawn my lover comes to me;
And tells me of her dreams;
With no attempts to shovel the glimpse;
Into the ditch of what each one means
Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow
Just what do you think you have to guard?
Do you ever wonder just what God requires?;
You think He's just an errand boy to satisfy your wandering desires.
This wheel shall explode!
Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all.
Some things last longer than you think they will;
There are some kind of things you can never kill
Precious angel, you believe me when I say;
What God has given to us no man can take away.
Every day of the year's like playin' Russian roulette
Are you still my friend, baby, show me a sign
Rock me, pretty baby, rock me 'til everything gets real;
Rock me for a little while, rock me 'til there's nothing left to feel;
And I'll rock you too
You breathed on me and made my life a richer one to live,;
When I was deep in poverty you taught me how to give
Don't trust me to show you love;
When my love may be only lust.
Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
In the day of confession;
We cannot mock a soul.;
Oh, when there's too much of nothing,;
No one has control.
Well it's way past midnight and there are people all around;
Some on their way up, some on their way down
I just can't fit;
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
God is in heaven;
And we all want what's his;
But power and greed and corruptible seed;
Seem to be all that there is
If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, remind me to show you the, scars.
I don't know why I love her but I just can't stop
And every time you get this close;
It makes me want to scream
I still can remember the way that you smiled
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow
We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex,;
It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects.
