It might be so easy, easier than you'd ever thought Just forget all that you think The world wants you to be We spend some time together, than we Spend some time with ourselves What is the difference, my friend After all?
Please, oh please, now heal these wounds Ooh, precious thing, heal my wounds
I'm standing here, naked, in the spendour of your sight Wondering how much of us has been wasted and gone A wounded angel, falling bleeding to the ground I'll turn my water into wine, turn my tears into rhymes
For all the love I've loved in vain I hate your love, 'cause it brings me pain
Please, oh please, now heal these wounds Ooh, precious thing, heal my wounds
I'm standing here, naked, in the spendour of your sight Wondering how much of us has been wasted and gone A wounded angel, falling bleeding to the ground I'll turn my water into wine, turn my tears into rhymes So she left me all alone With a blessing and a curse Wondering if my ghosts and demons will always be meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
